BLOG The combination of trees and sunshine turn the streets of Buenos Aries into a labyrinth of glittering tunnels. Taken at Romario
BLOG ...and the boss don't mind sometimes if you act the fool, working at the Car Wash yeah! Taken at La barrera
BLOG Our table for #Newyearseve dinner. This is my first New Years Eve in the sun! Taken at Barrio Cerrado Fincas de Maschwitz
BLOG This is where #Poland met #Argentina for us in 2006. For our wedding we had a globe with a pin of all the places we had been.
BLOG #Babybernie sat up and yawned, shook himself, and thrilled with delight..... #Babybernie sat up and yawned, shook himself, and thrilled with delight. This was seeing the world in real truth; this was life as he would have it - bustling and shouting, the buckling of belts, and beating of bullocks and creaking of wheels, cooking of food, and new sights at every turn of the approving eye. The sunny haze swept off in a whorl of silver, the buses shot away to some distant avenue. Buenos Aries was awake, and #Babybernie was in the middle of it... Taken at Estación Reti
BLOG People love to eat outside in #Buenosaries the pavements are alive with the scent of tomato sauce for pasta and meat cooking on the parrilla.
BLOG Blue Sky Thinking Baby...... One of the best things about this trip is sharing it with #Babybernie. I have escaped the go to work - come home - sleep - change - nappy - go to work - come home. While here I am working on the go, very often on wifi in a cafe or in the middle of a field hanging out with #babybernie. SO.... Last night I was standing outside with #babybernie - there were fireflies everywhere, a clear sky full of stars - on the horizon you could not work out where the stars ended and the fireflies begun. It was
BLOG Argentinians are Italians who...... Argentinians are Italians who speak Spanish, live in French houses and believe they are British - Ernesto Sabato
BLOG Ice Cream One of the best and most dangerous things in Argentina is the availability of ice cream. There is non of this lame arsed lolly pop / cornetto rubbish. Every few blocks there is a shop that is being lazy if it has anything less than twenty flavours AND you can call on the phone until very late at night and get ice cream delivered to your home. Friday night we drove past an ice cream bar the size of an oil tanker at one o'clock in the morning with every table inside and out full with young and ol
BLOG Wordsworth and Tigre I am writing this sitting at the table in the picture. I would LOVE you to think I am having a Chatwin type adventure in the middle of nowhere. In many ways it is the middle of nowhere, but it is somewhere - somewhere just half an hour train ride from the centre of Buenos Aries. You can only get here by boat, at night there is the buzzing of nature and when you wake up at three o'clock in the morning you are scared because it is SO quiet. As I get older I think more and more about Words
