Safe and sound in Buenos Aires

After a long flight, during which Bri slept, and I dreamed of sleeping, we found each other in the Buenos Aires airport. We took a bus into the city, three subways, and had a short walk. Now, we're at La Casa Fitz Roy, our hostel, and home for the next two nights.

So far, the people here have been really friendly and helpful. The men need to learn to keep their eyes to themselves, but they seem harmless.

When we were first riding into the city, we both thought Argentina didn't look very exotic at all: more like the Bronx. As we travelled into the capital, passing soccer fields, parks, churches, and some beautiful architechture, we finally felt as though we were moving more and more away from home.

Mathias, who works at the front desk of the hostel, just gave us a bi-lingual tour. We plunked our stuff down, and are now going to grab a bite to eat.

Then, I'm settling in for a long, long nap!