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    South by South America Tour – Argentina Part 2

    July 31st, 2019

    Wednesday, July 31, 2019
    Buenos Aires, Argentina

    Pole position at the Plaza de Mayo in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
    Pole position at the Plaza de Mayo in Buenos Aires, Argentina.

    I took it easy today to rest up after my long flight yesterday from Los Angeles, California to Buenos Aires, Argentina. Enjoy a few photos I snapped when I took a short stroll down to the Plaza de Mayo. “Argentina is a country located mostly in the southern half of South America. Sharing the bulk of the Southern Cone with Chile to the west, the country is also bordered by Bolivia and Paraguay to the north, Brazil to the northeast, Uruguay and the South Atlantic Ocean to the east, and the Drake Passage to the south. With a mainland area of 2,780,400 kilometers (1,073,500 square miles), Argentina is the eighth-largest country in the world, the fourth largest in the Americas, and the largest Spanish-speaking nation. The sovereign state is subdivided into 23 provinces and one autonomous city, Buenos Aires, which is the federal capital of the nation.

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    South by South America Tour – Argentina Part 1

    July 30th, 2019

    Tuesday, July 30, 2019
    Buenos Aires, Argentina

    Looking east on Avenue Corrientas in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
    Looking east on Avenue Corrientas in Buenos Aires, Argentina.

    The night before my flight from Los Angeles, California to Buenos Aires, Argentina, I got maybe four hours of shut eye. Likewise, during the 12 hours I spent trapped inside that big aluminum tube hurtling through the sky, I acquired maybe two more hours of semi-unconscious non-bliss peppered with lower back pain from sitting so long. (I guess you could say my butt was asleep, but I wasn’t.) So, by the time of my arrival in South America, I was fully delirious. After shuffling like a zombie through a massive hour-long Disneyland-like line for immigration, I caught a shuttle bus which passed by a seemingly endless amount of semi-dilapidated high rise projects to the Buenos Aires city center, where I got my bearings and trundled over to a hostel called Porta del Sur.

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