People talk about crime in all of South America. Crime, crime, crime. Marina was robbed once. Her boyfriend shouted “run”, two men came on a motorbike, pointed a gun at her and took her wallet,
People talk about crime in all of South America. Crime, crime, crime. Marina was robbed once. Her boyfriend shouted “run”, two men came on a motorbike, pointed a gun at her and took her wallet, bag and telephone. Here’s their house, photoed from their stock house. We ran across the street, when changing houses. 3 seconds on the street is better than 6 seconds. We made a website by the way: https://vientoyarena666.wordpress.com/ I hope it gets better in the future! And with a slightly better domain name 😉
Argentina is packed with memories. Many subway stations have commercials from the early 20th century. It was the first subway in the Southern hemisphere, and earlier than Spain. This bar above had memories everywhere.
I met so many nice foreigners in the hostel. A Canadian guy, American journalist, English girl, Scottish drinker, Irish gentleman, Peruan asshole, Chilean love gang, Italian Boccaccio-fans (finally!), Swedish snuser (finally!), Danish party animal, super nice Brazilian people and German … Germans.
We went to a huge night club, where I soon lost all company. It was like it swallowed us. But I met two Korean football players. One was playing in Argentina. He’s probably very famous. He spoke Spanish with my friend while I spoke Japanese to his friend. And sometimes we all spoke English. Lovely company! And a very long night. Jesus.
