Buneos Aires, 22 marzo 2007. Buenos Dias, ¿que tal. That's about as much Spanish as we know. Stuart did, however, practiced his useful sentences from the phrase book to order food and not come across as a silly tourist. So we went into a lovely bakery to buy a piece of ricotta and spinach pie and one of leek pie. Stu, having pracrised extensively beforehand, proudly walks in with his discreet hat, points at the pie and proclaims: UNO and UNO, pointing at the two pies. The girls bursts out laughing and repeats: ONE and ONE? YES... that'll be all.

After having gone for a lovely tour of the city, which is very clean, quite hot and has a bit of a Paris feel due to its Haussmann architecture but also a bit of Spain or Portugal due to its beautiful, very lightly dressed ladies, we end up in the Avenida del Mayo. This is where marches used to take place, but as the guy in our hostel confirmed, the Argentinians are not very united anymore nowadays, ...