Argentina
July 16th 2009 As I mentioned, the start of our journey into Argentina was something of a nightmare. A taxi took the two Irish guys, James and I to the bus terminal. It was there we incurred our first proper theft; a small invaluable bag to any thief but very valuable to us. It contained my mate gourd (an early birthday present) and 8 months of knitting work. Typical, 9 months travelling in impoverished and
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