Trip Start Oct 22, 2005
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Arriving in Buenos Aires to the usual hostel touts, as it was so early we decided to walk into town and find a place for the night. Dodging smartly dressed business men and women, we made our way down Florida Avenue, one of the pedestrian malls and main shopping strips. After checking out a couple of hotels from the Lonely Planet guide (hotels seem to be cheaper than both of us staying in dorms) we found an unlisted one around the corner. We're learning that if it's in the guide book, its price has normally doubled as the owners' cash in on its new found popularity. After freshening up we headed back to Florida Avenue as Megan has to buy some new trousers. Hers are currently being held together by about five safety pins and are in need of replacement.
In one of the stores something strange happened. As we're the adventuring, outdoors type we headed into an outdoor shop and Megan began looking through the clothes on display. The shop looked pretty new and was still being fitted out. Rick (at this stage not too bored with shopping - that came later on in the day) just stood back, crossed arms and was blankly staring into nothing. A shop assistant, who was dressing a mannequin nearby then walked past. As she approached Rick she almost jumped out of her skin and let out a yelp. Rick thought "What the?" Moments later mixed in with rapid Spanish and some giggles we realised she had thought Rick, dressed in boots, outdoor pants and a blue wind-stopper top, was one of the store's mannequins! The poor girl was about to walk passed him when he moved and scared the crap out of her. A lesson learned - don't wear all your backpacking garb into an outdoor store and stand still for too long!