Buenos Aires, Argentina

Hello, I was here. For a week and a half.

Here everyone travels by boats with hangliders attatched. They have pools on every roof to land. I have arranged a meeting with Clover Moore to make this happen in Sydney when I get back.

There is actually a huge Bigfoot movement in Buenos Aires. Here is the local club's emblem. The foot represents Bigfoot's foot, the shapes represent the mountains where he lives. Either that or Bigfoot is known for stepping on corn-chips. I didn't have a guide to explain any of this to me, but I'm learning so much about latin culture by making things up on the go.

I got so excited I tried to do my own graffiti to represent our Australian mythical creatures. I was so nervous for fear of getting caught, I spelled "goana" wrong. Anyways......LONG LIVE GOANA! 

La Boca

Here is a picture from the Boca. "Boca" literally translates to "Mouth". It is where you will get hit if you walk past the tourist section that is painted nicely to the non-painted section with the nice man who offers you weed.

Bill Cosby is huge here. He founded the local soccer club as a side project in the 1960's. When they dubbed "Terminator 2" into Spanish, Arnold Schwarzenegger's character was given the exact same vocal mannerisms as Bill Cosby in honour of his contribution to Argentine soccer.

I took ninety-seven tango classes here in five minutes. I forgot everything because the UFOs that taught me wanted me to learn football next. I was too pooped and (telepathically) said "No", so they took my tango skills away.

Here the soccer players get their skills from UFOs. Over his shoulder they tell him how to play fantastically, so he can escape the drudgery of a colourfully painted tourist area and finally earn some grey cement he can call his own.

In the background is a colourfully painted hospital.

La Feria de Mataderos

This place is simply a fantastic market, an hour on the bus out of the main part of the city.

Vegetarians look away. In fact don't ever come here.

Here my American friends and I are waiting for what they said were the best empenadas in the world. They were. Took half-an-hour wait.

When they're not using hang-glider boats, they use these.

I never really got the meaning of Ginuine's song "My Pony" until I saw how much ponies can really mean to some people. Ginuine must treat his pony real nice, like this one.

Here is a man on a horse. About to show off.

He takes a run up and pokes a stick through a tiny ring on the end of a rope that is underneath a goalpost. They try heaps of times and only get it accurately one in ten I'd say. When they get it the whole crowd shouts "Hooplah!" then does the chicken dance. 

It's heaps fun, I even tried this activity eleven times but didn't get any photos because I'm lying. 

     Cool  Old Cars

Random Shots

Some people are so poor here they can't afford to put regular fixtures in their businesses.

This restaurant must keep breaking their phones and can't affort the rubbish collection service. They just let them pile up. So poor.

This is how the people who do streetwork make their lunch. Just a bunch of meat and a barbecue. Australian streetworkers are much too taxed by OH&S issues because, whilst they use jackhammers, they could get burned pinky finger after the barbecue.

That's what I think about pizza too.

This poem loosely translates. That's because I'm loose at translating right now.