Rather than just not posting anything, here’s some final thoughts from our time in Bs As.
Days 4 and 5 were spent much like the previous week, hanging out with M (and her sister B), visiting Art Galleries, fending off pick-pockets, enjoying the amazing view from our flat and walking around Palermo, enjoying the architecture and avoiding dog poo. The highlight was a tour of the Teatro Colon. It really is quite majestic. Pictures will come up soon enough, so I’ll leave off descriptions until then.
Bs As turned out to be not too diss-similar to Sydney. Everyone spoke english well enough, it was a big, modern city, and we could easily get lost in the annonimity of it all. It does however have a nostalgic, romantic air about it that is lacking in Sydney. Bs As looks back on it’s heyday wistfully, lamenting the loss of years gone by, and suffering through the corruption which is endemic in it’s governments and the lazyness which is endemic in it’s people.
There was more to see, more to do, more to enjoy, but all good things must come to an end. So we headed for Resistencia. As the flight prepared to land, they announced the temperature was 28 degress (at 6pm). Welcome to the Chaco.