This is my new favourite football team for obvious reasons.
AND their nickname is 'the lepers'! it just doesnt get any better than that!
Wednesday 28 February 2007
My new favourite team!
This is my new favourite football team for obvious reasons.
AND their nickname is 'the lepers'! it just doesnt get any better than that!
Tuesday 27 February 2007
Vital Yoaks Comp
Right lets cut all the traveling bull and get down to the important stuff!
Nick and I understand that Yoaks (Hollyoaks to the ordinary soul) has a new theme tune/oppening sequence, we have tied to locate this but with no luck so please blog readers who are exceptionally bored could you try to recreate both the tune (via the use of La's and dum de dum's) and the sequence (use your literary imaginations) to help us to understand why it has evoked such reactions as "when I saw the new sequence I felt violently ill"
we are relying on you!
Nick and I understand that Yoaks (Hollyoaks to the ordinary soul) has a new theme tune/oppening sequence, we have tied to locate this but with no luck so please blog readers who are exceptionally bored could you try to recreate both the tune (via the use of La's and dum de dum's) and the sequence (use your literary imaginations) to help us to understand why it has evoked such reactions as "when I saw the new sequence I felt violently ill"
we are relying on you!
Monday 26 February 2007
Rosario
We managed to leave Sante Fe city pretty damn sharpish and have been staying in a place called Rosario (birth place of Che G apparently) for the past few nights and this place is soooo much nicer, it is a little BA and time has really flown by here. Yesterday Nick and I took a boat trip not knowing where it was going having seen lots of the locals taking the same trip the previous day. We ended up on a weird beach, well river really with a little beach, it was cool. I got the chance to flash my perfectly white belly at the locals (most of whom are stupidly beautiful)but nick is looking a little on the pinky side today and the mosquito population of Argentina are really starting to take the piss now. The anti Mozzy stuff seems to have absolutely zero affect on them, they don´t touch nick but love me and I am feeling a bit of an itchy mess but I guess that is all part of the travelling experience. I am starting to realise that the Argentinian diet is dissapointingly unorriginal, consiting of pizza, pasta, grilled fish /chicken /"meat" and some reasonably un exciting salads but the ice cream is fantastic and I love the sweet pastry´s I don´t think we are going to be wasting away any time soon.
Oh and I have to take back something I said about pizzanessa (meat based pizza) this is not just a Sante Fe thing but an Argentinain thing, it does not make it any less weird though! (no wikipedia article I am afraid)
I will try to attach some pictures to this in due time once I have up loaded them. There is an amazing flag monument here, they have gone a bit crazy over it they are certainly very proud of their roots, and boy they are not going to let the whole faulklands thing go any time soon (I joke) but there really are faulklands monuments everywhere, it is not safe to be english because of this, or American because they all hate bush so I think I may start feighning canadian roots soon enough.
We are planning on going back to BA either tomorrow or the following day before heading down south to the coastal regions, Mar del Plata and Pinamar (we have heard mixed reviews of both from a fellow Brit we met on the boat yesterday but he was a bit weird and was wearing a very questionable vest and had a fifty year old´s body and a twenty year olds head, weird)so I am not too sure that he is to be trusted.
After that we are going down to one of Argentina´s national parks so that Nick can finally get some rest from me yapping on about how much I want to see penguins (I am a bit too excited about this prospect!) It sounds amazing! I think that we are both starting to realise that parts of South America are far less touristy than we expected, this is not at all a bad thing, and our spanish is being forced to improove becuse of it, but it does mean that there are not many other travellers to share advice, stories, company with, and I think we are both looking forward to heading to some of the major capitals and spots along the route in order to track down some like minded people whose butts we can whip at poker and just have a bit of a laugh with.
Oh I nearly forgt the most exciting thing of all I have clean clothes!!! wooohoooo clean freak flo is a happy mc bunny pants!
Oh and I have to take back something I said about pizzanessa (meat based pizza) this is not just a Sante Fe thing but an Argentinain thing, it does not make it any less weird though! (no wikipedia article I am afraid)
I will try to attach some pictures to this in due time once I have up loaded them. There is an amazing flag monument here, they have gone a bit crazy over it they are certainly very proud of their roots, and boy they are not going to let the whole faulklands thing go any time soon (I joke) but there really are faulklands monuments everywhere, it is not safe to be english because of this, or American because they all hate bush so I think I may start feighning canadian roots soon enough.
We are planning on going back to BA either tomorrow or the following day before heading down south to the coastal regions, Mar del Plata and Pinamar (we have heard mixed reviews of both from a fellow Brit we met on the boat yesterday but he was a bit weird and was wearing a very questionable vest and had a fifty year old´s body and a twenty year olds head, weird)so I am not too sure that he is to be trusted.
After that we are going down to one of Argentina´s national parks so that Nick can finally get some rest from me yapping on about how much I want to see penguins (I am a bit too excited about this prospect!) It sounds amazing! I think that we are both starting to realise that parts of South America are far less touristy than we expected, this is not at all a bad thing, and our spanish is being forced to improove becuse of it, but it does mean that there are not many other travellers to share advice, stories, company with, and I think we are both looking forward to heading to some of the major capitals and spots along the route in order to track down some like minded people whose butts we can whip at poker and just have a bit of a laugh with.
Oh I nearly forgt the most exciting thing of all I have clean clothes!!! wooohoooo clean freak flo is a happy mc bunny pants!
Wednesday 21 February 2007
So, that was Buenos Aires!
I´m currently sat in an internet cafe in a weird little town called Santa Fe where we arrived last night and are currently trying to escape from. Anyway, I think Flo is writing about that so I´ll leave that alone and have a little recap about Buenos Aires.
We've just finished our week in Bs As and I'll try to remember the stuff that we actually managed to get done - most of our time was spent just wandering around the city and eating but we managed to hit most of the touristy sights. What we actually did on the first day escapes me completely but if I remember then I can come back to it, but on the second day we started in cheery fashion by wandering around the fucking weird 'La Recoleta' Cemetery, in the posh area at the north of Bs As.
This is the place where all the excessively rich people of Bs As are interred and it is ridiculously huge, the place has the feel of a small town, except with more corpses, yeah, definitely more corpses. Some of the mausolea are enormous and well maintained and then just next to it you can see one which is disintegrating and being used to store cleaning materials with sweeping brushes leant against the coffins. The cemetary is also the 'resting place' of Eva Peron which really seems to attract the tourists - mmmm, famous corpse! anyway, i took a photo of the plaque but thats about as exciting as it got, for me at least!
For more photos from the trip have a look at my Flickr page.
Just down the road from our hostels (yes, we had 2 of them), was Plaza Dorrego, a small square surrounded by bars which we had been visiting on a pretty frequent basis (although not drinking that much - flo is a lightweight, she was pissed after a couple of bottles spread over 5hrs and felt VERY sorry for herself after going out for drinks with emily & co. - we nearly didn´t make our bus to santa fe which with hindsight might not have been a bad thing its that fucking weird!) anyway, back to the point, on our second to last night we were just wandering up to the square and found it full of locals doing some crazy tango shit! So we got ourselves a drink and sat and watched them for a bit and were pretty fucking impressed to be honest. I mean, obviously ive got some pretty bad ass moves myself but these guys were damn good! We took some video which ive put in for the sake of it below but you cant really see anything. but if anyone knows how to play with video and could clean it up i can pass you the non-youtubed version!
so that was cool.
Having felt a bit touristed out earlier that day we had also happened upon this:
Which we think was a communist march through Bs As but we dont really know what they were protesting, other than the obvious!
Anyway, I think I'm going to stop this recap and will probably add more in a future edit! Sorry guys!
Speak soon - missing you all!
We've just finished our week in Bs As and I'll try to remember the stuff that we actually managed to get done - most of our time was spent just wandering around the city and eating but we managed to hit most of the touristy sights. What we actually did on the first day escapes me completely but if I remember then I can come back to it, but on the second day we started in cheery fashion by wandering around the fucking weird 'La Recoleta' Cemetery, in the posh area at the north of Bs As.
This is the place where all the excessively rich people of Bs As are interred and it is ridiculously huge, the place has the feel of a small town, except with more corpses, yeah, definitely more corpses. Some of the mausolea are enormous and well maintained and then just next to it you can see one which is disintegrating and being used to store cleaning materials with sweeping brushes leant against the coffins. The cemetary is also the 'resting place' of Eva Peron which really seems to attract the tourists - mmmm, famous corpse! anyway, i took a photo of the plaque but thats about as exciting as it got, for me at least!For more photos from the trip have a look at my Flickr page.
Just down the road from our hostels (yes, we had 2 of them), was Plaza Dorrego, a small square surrounded by bars which we had been visiting on a pretty frequent basis (although not drinking that much - flo is a lightweight, she was pissed after a couple of bottles spread over 5hrs and felt VERY sorry for herself after going out for drinks with emily & co. - we nearly didn´t make our bus to santa fe which with hindsight might not have been a bad thing its that fucking weird!) anyway, back to the point, on our second to last night we were just wandering up to the square and found it full of locals doing some crazy tango shit! So we got ourselves a drink and sat and watched them for a bit and were pretty fucking impressed to be honest. I mean, obviously ive got some pretty bad ass moves myself but these guys were damn good! We took some video which ive put in for the sake of it below but you cant really see anything. but if anyone knows how to play with video and could clean it up i can pass you the non-youtubed version!
so that was cool.
Having felt a bit touristed out earlier that day we had also happened upon this:
Which we think was a communist march through Bs As but we dont really know what they were protesting, other than the obvious!
Anyway, I think I'm going to stop this recap and will probably add more in a future edit! Sorry guys!
Speak soon - missing you all!
Sante Fe - what the fuck!?
Apologies in advance for my apparent dyslexia I can get a first but I can´t spell, for shameeeee!
For those who are interested the nun incident occured after some zelous but accidental gesticulation on both our parts, i bumped into her and she wacked me in the face giving me a brusied lip, I must go to heaven for that surely. The flashing was reasonably common in BA as toilets/ bathrooms tend not to have locks I will leave the rest to you.
On our last day in BA we went out with Emily´s (ex house mate)Argentinian cousins and a friend of Emily´s (Andy)that she met on the plane. After a great evening experiencing Emily´s family´s cooking and amazing hospitality we went out for drinks, we discussed the fact that in England we had an unfortunate tendancy towards "binge" drinking. Emily has an amazing deaf cousin who lip reads, signs, and speaks, and her other two cousins were very sweet but they had to be up early for work in the morning so Emily left with them at about 12. After Emily left to go home with her cousins nick and I continued to drink with Andy, a fellow Brit, and I managed to get absolutely battered in a bar in Palermo, a district of BA, nick and I went back to Andy´s hostel at about 4 in the morning and returned to ours at about 5. The next day I felt shittingly aweful and we had a bus to catch which we had already paid for.
Let me just say now that We loved Buenos Aires and are seriously considering trying to go back during our 6 month jaunt. It really is lovely and genuinely "happening" ...see below. We had the pleasure of meeting lovely people, seeing amazing things like the commy rally and watching tango and drinking till 4 in the morning, people in Argentina get up late, eat late, and go home late and have a bloody good time whilst they are doing it! Brialliant!
Anyway we got to the bus station and I felt like I was going to throw up every five minutes or so which was great fun for poor nick. In the end our bus arrived and I laughed and laughed and it soon made me feel better. The bus was spectacular, huge plush seats, calf rests! (don´t want to strain those bad boys) a mini bar, food was brought round, it was stupidly nice, I think we just may have made a mistake with the class of the bus we took ahh well you live and learn...
I had decided a few days previously in my ultimate wisdom that the best place to go next would be a place called Sante Fe, the fact that Emily´s Argentinian family laughed when I told them we were going there should have warned me. The lonely planet describes Sante Fe as a "sassy little town with great nightlife" me thinks Lonely planet est talking bolocks. Let me explain...
Lonely Planet also states that this is a "happening little place". The only things "happening" in Sante Fe are, and trust me I wish I was joking, an indigenous basketry museum and lots of horses in the streets. The hotel we are in is so funny I nearly cried when we arrived, the old woman seemed to understand my spanish which was great but our room is something out of the 60´s with corregated cardboard on the walls and a fan that makes so much noise it sounds like we have a washing machine in the room. Also I don´t think the religious owners are too happy about Nick and I sharing a room especially as we have different sirnames. I am being bitten to pieces which is also fun, you have to laugh though I think we can saftely say we are the only tourists in this town. Last night Nick and I went for a pizza, I was still feeling hung over from the previous night´s alcohol based tom foolery, so we thought pizza would be a safe move, when our pizza arrived it looked a bit funny, I thought that maybe it was just a odd ciabatta style base that the topping was on NO NO NOT IN SANTE FE! here pizza comes with a base of breaded steak!!! it was the most revolting thing that either of us have had in a long time, in true flora style I got the giggles throughout the meal.
Guess what... we are leaving tomorrow. Horrah!
For those who are interested the nun incident occured after some zelous but accidental gesticulation on both our parts, i bumped into her and she wacked me in the face giving me a brusied lip, I must go to heaven for that surely. The flashing was reasonably common in BA as toilets/ bathrooms tend not to have locks I will leave the rest to you.
On our last day in BA we went out with Emily´s (ex house mate)Argentinian cousins and a friend of Emily´s (Andy)that she met on the plane. After a great evening experiencing Emily´s family´s cooking and amazing hospitality we went out for drinks, we discussed the fact that in England we had an unfortunate tendancy towards "binge" drinking. Emily has an amazing deaf cousin who lip reads, signs, and speaks, and her other two cousins were very sweet but they had to be up early for work in the morning so Emily left with them at about 12. After Emily left to go home with her cousins nick and I continued to drink with Andy, a fellow Brit, and I managed to get absolutely battered in a bar in Palermo, a district of BA, nick and I went back to Andy´s hostel at about 4 in the morning and returned to ours at about 5. The next day I felt shittingly aweful and we had a bus to catch which we had already paid for.
Let me just say now that We loved Buenos Aires and are seriously considering trying to go back during our 6 month jaunt. It really is lovely and genuinely "happening" ...see below. We had the pleasure of meeting lovely people, seeing amazing things like the commy rally and watching tango and drinking till 4 in the morning, people in Argentina get up late, eat late, and go home late and have a bloody good time whilst they are doing it! Brialliant!
Anyway we got to the bus station and I felt like I was going to throw up every five minutes or so which was great fun for poor nick. In the end our bus arrived and I laughed and laughed and it soon made me feel better. The bus was spectacular, huge plush seats, calf rests! (don´t want to strain those bad boys) a mini bar, food was brought round, it was stupidly nice, I think we just may have made a mistake with the class of the bus we took ahh well you live and learn...
I had decided a few days previously in my ultimate wisdom that the best place to go next would be a place called Sante Fe, the fact that Emily´s Argentinian family laughed when I told them we were going there should have warned me. The lonely planet describes Sante Fe as a "sassy little town with great nightlife" me thinks Lonely planet est talking bolocks. Let me explain...
Lonely Planet also states that this is a "happening little place". The only things "happening" in Sante Fe are, and trust me I wish I was joking, an indigenous basketry museum and lots of horses in the streets. The hotel we are in is so funny I nearly cried when we arrived, the old woman seemed to understand my spanish which was great but our room is something out of the 60´s with corregated cardboard on the walls and a fan that makes so much noise it sounds like we have a washing machine in the room. Also I don´t think the religious owners are too happy about Nick and I sharing a room especially as we have different sirnames. I am being bitten to pieces which is also fun, you have to laugh though I think we can saftely say we are the only tourists in this town. Last night Nick and I went for a pizza, I was still feeling hung over from the previous night´s alcohol based tom foolery, so we thought pizza would be a safe move, when our pizza arrived it looked a bit funny, I thought that maybe it was just a odd ciabatta style base that the topping was on NO NO NOT IN SANTE FE! here pizza comes with a base of breaded steak!!! it was the most revolting thing that either of us have had in a long time, in true flora style I got the giggles throughout the meal.
Guess what... we are leaving tomorrow. Horrah!
Thursday 15 February 2007
Buenos Dias de Buenos Aires
This is just a very quick post to say hello to everyone from lovely Buenos Aires! We've spent a good couple of days wandering around and I/we'll elaborate on that in a future post hopefully by which time we'll be able to upload a load of photos on a computer with at least one USB port! Anyway, made it to our hostel with no problems from the airport and arrived at about 11:30 pm to find a small band playing in the communal area which was quite a cool welcome so we sat down with a nice cool beer (about 70p for a 650ml bottle - fucking sweet!) and watched that for a bit and then turned in at about 1:30 local time having been up, plane naps aside, for almost 24hrs!
The only problem with the hostel is that our room is directly off the communal space, meaning if anyone is making an noise then we're amongst the first to know about it, oh, or if anyone rings the doorbell (which everyone has to do to get in and sounds like the first 2 notes of the screenwipe theme for those of you that know it which Flo and I are then singing for the rest of the day), and if they then open the excessively creaky door then again we heat all this!
But hey, I'm a heavy sleeper and flo now has bought some earplugs so hopefully she will be sleeping well and leaving me be!
Anyway, as I said more updates on what we've actually been doing and less pointless ramblings when I get my hands on a better computer than this Windows 98 piece of crap!
Oh, and Flo got in a fight with a nun. I'll let her explain.
peace out, word, woot and all that crap.
The only problem with the hostel is that our room is directly off the communal space, meaning if anyone is making an noise then we're amongst the first to know about it, oh, or if anyone rings the doorbell (which everyone has to do to get in and sounds like the first 2 notes of the screenwipe theme for those of you that know it which Flo and I are then singing for the rest of the day), and if they then open the excessively creaky door then again we heat all this!
But hey, I'm a heavy sleeper and flo now has bought some earplugs so hopefully she will be sleeping well and leaving me be!
Anyway, as I said more updates on what we've actually been doing and less pointless ramblings when I get my hands on a better computer than this Windows 98 piece of crap!
Oh, and Flo got in a fight with a nun. I'll let her explain.
peace out, word, woot and all that crap.
Thursday 1 February 2007
Tutti Frutti
I don't know about what Flo way saying about all the differences between the countries, isn't Latin America all like this?
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