Buenos Aires rat race views

I perch on a bench near the office eating my lunch and drinking in this view of the port. The Puente de la Mujer stealing centre stage. ‘Women’s Bridge’ is a terrible translation for… Continue reading →

Patagonian daybreak

At 08:35 this morning, in San Carlos de Bariloche, Patagonia. This was reminiscent of a Buenos Aires sunset. It doesn’t get light in this pocket of the world until 08:45 these days. Daylight… Continue reading →

El Calafate

Just a few short days after my mum arrived in Bariloche from England, after three flights and countless hours of milling around in airports, we braced ourselves for a …. wait for it… Continue reading →

San Carlos de Bariloche

Lakes, forested hills, snow-topped mountains, alpine air, chocolate chocolate chocolate. We have escaped the hot humid city in the last remnants of summer to the cool, fresh air of Bariloche for the next… Continue reading →

Apricot lilies

These were a wonderful surprise for me this evening. Gobsmackingly beautiful, perfect even. Heavenly scent. To drink in these delicate creatures when car engines, fumes and brash buildings surround us is… life-affirming! I… Continue reading →

Planetario

Our trip to the planetarium ties in loosely with my last garbled post on dreams. More peering into the unknown, joining the dots in a starry sky to find images that playfully vanish as… Continue reading →

Dreams

One of the books I bought at the excellent second-hand English language bookstore in San Telmo – Walrus Books – keeps a daily eye on me from the pile of books next to the… Continue reading →

Croque Madame muffins

We have no telly in our flat so I miss out on Argentine cookery programmes, but I discovered Croydon-born Rachel Khoo by accident while ferreting around on Google for something. These muffins are… Continue reading →

Outdoors

In autumn, Buenos Aires’ green spaces are fresh, bright and finally free from summer’s scorching hot sun. Walkers, joggers and cyclists stream along the paths of the Costanera Sur Ecological Reserve and sit… Continue reading →

Night fishing

I thought it was a joke for most of the day, but it wasn’t. My curiosity got the better of me and I was up too at 3.30am and pulling on a very… Continue reading →