Just to let you know, I might just not come home…

Swimming with the horses...bliss!

Been swimming with horses in the lagoon and to a gaucho fiesta in the local town San Miguel de Monte where I got majorly victimized by spray foam, celebrating university offers in Buenos Aires which is wonderfully laid back, drinkies then supper at one in the morning then dancing till sunrise and then straight to breakfast still in the same dress with jazz playing in the streets and watching the world wake up… To be honest there’s just way too much to put into a message, and so much of it is just the experience, the stories would barely make sense unless I did full character profiles and history of La Asuncion lessons!

Spray Foam Fiestas!

The people out here are amazing; have made such good friends since being in Argentina. Oh and the food is incredible, we’re on a permanent Atkins style diet with all the steak excepting of course the delicious cheap vino tinto… You haven’t lived until you’ve had dulce de leche, best served in dollops on oreo cookies or toast, in cereal, on a spoon out the fridge when Nacho the cook’s back is turned… I’m bringing buckets home. We British have been deprived.

Hattie

...just bliss!