More Goodbyes
It strikes me that I’ve said goodbye to 4 people in 4 days, although I hope to see all again in the not too distant future. Graham Greene, in Ways of Escape, offers loads of parallels and quotes.
Bye bye to Buenos Aires and everything it offers. Food, drink, football, demos, tango and taxis.
Came across all last night as I said goodbye to Paul (who I met on New Year’s Eve in Cusco). Had a meal and a drink, witnessed some tango singing, trip over two demonstrations and the telly was showing bits of Sunday’s game when I got in. OK, I avoided the black and yellow lottery (otherwise known as hailing a cab), but a fairly typical night for all that.
From tomorrow my Spanglish will be fairly useless. From there on in, it will be Portuglish, although plans to practice it on the Varig plane home have been cancelled as I’ve been switched to British Airways. Expect bad service and rubbish queues at check-in. Of course, I should never have expected to finish the trip on an uncomplicated, well-timed flight (and I’ve still got to get to Sao Paulo from Florianopolis).
In the meantime it’s farewell to BA after a month here. Despite the obvious downer at the beginning everything has been great about my favourite world city.
Off to pack my bag and sort out my final bits and pieces. Danger of limited availability of the right kinds of technology in Floripa, so be aware there may be less activity from my end.
Fnarr, fnarr from KC below.
Last night deliberately low key with a martini at the Claridge and, avoiding the prostitute touts, a wander back to the Ailen via the Obelisco. Thought I’d have a quiet can of Quilmes, but of course there was a demo going on. There are three current top notch demo reasons in BA. Pension theft, the Disappeared and the victims of the Cromagnon disaster in 2004. Tonight was a twist on the latter with fans of the band that were playing on the night demonstrating their solidarity with the victims, but also their affinity to the group, which has been prevented from gigging ever since, most recently because a father of one of the victims threatened the band with death on stage. Such is life here in Argentina. Sad to leave.
Have fun.
Tags: Buenos Aires, Travel
JohnnyBoy
March 31st, 2006 at 12:04 pm
“be aware there may be less activity from my end.”
Well I never!
April 1st, 2006 at 2:50 pm
You need to see 3 shrines for the miracles to work What about climbing up to that great big statue of Christ that can be seen from outer space or are you in a different country? Its time you returned home you’re having too much of a good time!!!
April 1st, 2006 at 3:02 pm
“Bob Delgado,Bob Delgado,Bob Delgado,Bob…….”.
Result? Last minute winner from Deadly Derek (Mk II). This shrine is some find LJP!
April 1st, 2006 at 4:19 pm
I’ve seen at least 100 shrines on this journey (and I’ve been to Knock). That very specific shrine seems to be exercising enough power on it’s own. If there were two more there’d be a danger of a return to Europe.
Yes! new flag…