Day 0 Buenos Aires

Day 0


I arrived at the airport on Monday evening, after a sixteen hour slog to Buenos Aires via Amsterdam. The taxi driver, who drove me to the hostel had definitely been to the beagle school of driving. I had an unnerving sense of deja vu as we speeded into the Palermo area of Buenos Aires, straddling two lanes, with no use of indicators, and Brandon Flowers blaring from the car radio. I was greeted by the owners of the hostel: the three Juans and Lucas. They cooked me supper, it soon became apparent that Juan number one was a professional chef, with a particular passion for Jamie Oliver ( apparently he has made it to Argentina.)