Sunday is open air market day in San Telmo which is basically wonderful morning of trying to resist purchasing all manner of little artsy things and cute signs for around the house. We don't have a house. We don't even have a fucking fixed address. I don't need crocheted cacti or a novelty drinks coaster. [...]
I actually really like Buenos Aires despite it being a really rather large, polluted city. I remember liking it last time I was here too, there's plenty to see and do, you could easily end up hurling yourself headlong into a non-stop tourist whirlwind, pausing only to wave your camera at another tango dancing couple [...]
At the risk of sounding like a filthy hippy, even leaving a country can be a journey, albeit an emotional one, maaan. Two of my closest friends, along with my mrs came to the airport with me and waited around with me until it was time to clear security. It was one of the hardest [...]
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