buenos aires
The crossing of the River Plate took just a little over a hour by fast ferry. We had quite a panic trying to sort out a hotel despite all our online efforts. I don't know why but I have never experienced problems with hotels as I have in Buenos Aires. Sue generously splashed out on a really nice central place and it was quite a luxury too.
It was more of the same with Buenos Aires. Eating far too much beef and all. We got to see the remaining attractions. Observe the dog handlers walking around with 15 dogs. Watch the grinding poverty of the street people as they toil away collect garbage. They had a demonstration one day with the simple demand for dignified work. Fancy that. It is hard to reconcile it with the many rich in their fortified apartments with armies of domestic support. Sadly I will remember Buenos Aires for its profound inequality too. The number of dog beauty shops is quite disturbing too.
My passport still hadn't arrived when I got to Buenos Aires. Why it had taken over a month I don't know. I was fed the usual excuses and was a bit worried given the lack of page space in my current passport. It would mean problems for me.
Sue soon headed back to London after her South American foray. It was very nice to have the company of a friend for the past month. We travelled at a swift pace and took in many places and it is to Sue that I have to thank for making Easter Island possible for me. But with Sue gone I had to go through the usual headache of finding a new hotel. I walked to no less than a dozen establishments and not one place had availability. I was getting desperate. But I eventually I found one as I was just reaching the end of my tether. Maybe my bad Spanish is to blame.
This was very much needed as soon, Jacky, my Peruvian chicka would be arriving for a two week stint with yours truly. She arrived safely but managed to take the wrong bag of the
carosel at the airport. This significant oversight was only discovered as we walked into the hotel reception. The upshot for me was that I had to make three taxi trips to the airport that day.
So I had another round of seeing Buenos Aires, take in some markets, see some tango dancing and wolf down inordinate amounts of beef with lashings of quality red wine. And all very inexpensively. The weather was very nice too.
Thankfully the embassy got in touch to advise the arrival of my passport. Computer problems in Dublin apparently. I was disappointed that the place of issue wasn't stated as Buenos Aires, just good auld Dublin.
It was more of the same with Buenos Aires. Eating far too much beef and all. We got to see the remaining attractions. Observe the dog handlers walking around with 15 dogs. Watch the grinding poverty of the street people as they toil away collect garbage. They had a demonstration one day with the simple demand for dignified work. Fancy that. It is hard to reconcile it with the many rich in their fortified apartments with armies of domestic support. Sadly I will remember Buenos Aires for its profound inequality too. The number of dog beauty shops is quite disturbing too.
My passport still hadn't arrived when I got to Buenos Aires. Why it had taken over a month I don't know. I was fed the usual excuses and was a bit worried given the lack of page space in my current passport. It would mean problems for me.
Sue soon headed back to London after her South American foray. It was very nice to have the company of a friend for the past month. We travelled at a swift pace and took in many places and it is to Sue that I have to thank for making Easter Island possible for me. But with Sue gone I had to go through the usual headache of finding a new hotel. I walked to no less than a dozen establishments and not one place had availability. I was getting desperate. But I eventually I found one as I was just reaching the end of my tether. Maybe my bad Spanish is to blame.
This was very much needed as soon, Jacky, my Peruvian chicka would be arriving for a two week stint with yours truly. She arrived safely but managed to take the wrong bag of the
carosel at the airport. This significant oversight was only discovered as we walked into the hotel reception. The upshot for me was that I had to make three taxi trips to the airport that day.
So I had another round of seeing Buenos Aires, take in some markets, see some tango dancing and wolf down inordinate amounts of beef with lashings of quality red wine. And all very inexpensively. The weather was very nice too.
Thankfully the embassy got in touch to advise the arrival of my passport. Computer problems in Dublin apparently. I was disappointed that the place of issue wasn't stated as Buenos Aires, just good auld Dublin.
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