Abasto Plaza Buenos Aires

... by selecting a Malbec over the French Bordeaux or Côtes du Rhône, which I had already tasted on my previous Business First flight between Houston and Paris. The wine, water, and bread were constantly being replenished, and when the salad arrived on my table, I decided to enhance the dining experience with some relaxing music. So I played some of Vivaldi's Cello Concerti on my iPod Touch to complement the vinaigrette salad with salmon and pear and red wine. Traveling ...

... in the food. I have taken to the the danish's that are sold on the side of the road for about 50c and the sausages sandwhiches sold at the market I have never tasted sausages like it. We have found a great cafe on Santa Fe Ave which is the main road running through the city. It is about 5 mins walk from our apartment. It sells the best coffee and danish's I can get coffee and three danish's for $4.00 nz dollars. This makes a great pit stop on ...

I like Buenos Aires a lot!<br><br>The total cama bus was great! It leaves on time, arrives on time and best of all they feed you. You know you are in Argentina when: the food on a bus is a beef strips salad (ie: beef and onion) for starters, then meat pasta for mains! Albeit at midnight for dinner and 10am for breakfast, its beats buying roadside food by a mile. Also, the seats recline just about flat and they issue blankets and ...

... my new best friend (after Christie of course), it has almost everything I need. We set out towards the parks of Palermo, renamed lovers lane by Christie who could not help noticing a used condom or discarded packet every ten metres or so along a very nice avenue of trees. Bit of a party last night she giggled which caused some interesting questions to be raised by Jody fresh from his recent sex education lessons. The other discoveries we made today were McDonalds ...

... offer a similar experience, though "Senor Tango" and "El Viejo Almacen" seem to get the most criticism on the web as being particularly tourist traps. With hindsight I'd have probably saved the money and just sought out more of the impromptu milonghas. So I have reached the end of the journey. Tonight I go to the US on a short business trip before heading home to the UK at the weekend. This will be the last posting in this blog though I will add photos when I ...

The Rio Uruguay bus that we were supposed to take from Iguazu to Buenos Aires had some sort of problem, so we were put on a different bus that was better than what we paid for. We had lie flat beds - even the leg rests went to a 180 position! Even the service was great - good food, real glasses, stainless steel cutlery, even champagne after dinner! One thing that was strange was ...

... central´ in the guidebook called the Sunset Club, but as its walls throb on the outskirts of the city, it incurs a taxi bill approaching Chiquita´s monthly wage packet back in Columbia. Instead, we opted for the proximity and intimacy of the uber-trendy Crobar hangout, which tempts its well-heeled clientele into oblivion by serving shots at prices that defy its chic status. Having blagged our way into this venue for free via a ...

... odd slightly drunken backpacker. Everybody is drinking water on the dancefloor ( a beer is a rare order here) and you just got to get stuck in and dance. You can then head outside and take a break and admire the view on the bay. I´m enjoying trying to chat up the local females. A pretty fruitless exercise to be honest - especially here. Most of the other backpackers have long given up interest even those with some Spanish. But at least I can go away saying that I tried ...

... here. Aside from the taxi´s which are everywhere the subtes come every 2 minutes in the busy hours, and every 10 for the rest of the day (or I´ve just been lucky so far, but I doubt that) and the buses go just as oftn and everywhere. Only problem with that it, you need to be a genius to figure out where which bus is going. It´s not like in Holland that they just go in opposite directions. The same bus can be going in 4 different directions. God knows why:P I haven´t quite figured it ...

... which is the country i am most excited about) to Too Much to See and Do Peru, i have many options at how to spend my time (and shrinking money), and i am looking forward to the challenges ahead. Sure, my camera was lost (and was found, a mear few hours AFTER i left the city), by bags are too heavy (i plan on selling or donating a full 1/2 of the **** that i brought to BsAs in September), and Bolivia and Peru are in the middle of their rainy ...