Ciao!

Well, "all good things...", our joint journey is over and considering the dimensions of Argentina (top to bottom is the equivalent of London to Athens), "we 'aven't 'alf covered some ground!" It's been like 5 different countries with such noticable changes in climate, landscape, culture, flora/fauna, people and activities.
But the one common denominator throughout has been the people - wonderful, kind, open and friendly - we never saw any ugliness or dispute. The Argentinians are gracious, curious and really helpful - they love to have a laugh, too. In spite of the savage blows and inequity they've suffered at the hands of tawdry and corrupt governments, they're surprisingly optimistic and courageous. So it's "don't cry for me our Anita", (note the huge weight loss in a month - trousers now a lot looser!), Fi stays another 3 weeks (timing return with the blooming of the daffodils) and well, for now, it's over and out.

Tango in the Park

If a woman were seen stroking her foot up a man's leg almost to his crotch and then being dragged along with only the tips of her stiletto shoes touching the ground as she clings on to his shoulders staring passionately into his eyes wearing a slinky skirt split up to her hip, they would probably be carted off by the police. But here it's an everyday sight as you sit and enjoy a cold beer in the sunshine.

Recoleta Park

From San Telmo, we took the bus to Recoleta, the barrio with a distinct Parisian feel. Buenos Aires is simply a fandango fabuloso (party central) every Sunday. The parks are full of picnic-ers, live bands, jugglers, tumblers, people blowing bubbles, dancing, merrymaking and performers in outrageous costumes. FUN meter in the red (with no yobs, drunks or chavs!)

Strolling through San Telmo

San Telmo Market

Back in Buenos Aires, it's Sunday, the day that the barrio of San Telmo comes alive with an antiques and bric-a-brac market along a half-mile street of endless fun and fancy goods. There's beautiful hand-crafted jewellery and great leather. No pushing or shoving, just lots of live



music and old men, eyes closed, playing seductive tango tunes on battered accordians. Wonderful vibe!

Arrechea Waterfall, Iguazu

This small waterfall and pool was the site of the main Iguazu falls thousands of years ago - they've since receded along the main riverbed due to erosion.

Macuco Trail

After a long, sweaty, sticky stroll through the jungle, we were rewarded with a dip in this pool, the only place you can swim in Iguazu Park. As we had no bathing gear, we just swam in our dresses.