What it’s all about

We’re going travelling!!

So me and him have jacked in our jobs and are off to seek new adventures, broadened horizons, and the best steak Argentina has to offer….

Plan A has us venturing to South America first, landing in Lima on 12th August, then ploughing our way down through Peru for a month, going through Chile mid-way through September, then up unto Argentina for most of October and out in November.

We then land on the shores of Sydney for a brief week to say hello to the rellies and show David the sexy leotard-clad girls off of GMTV, then onto Perth for around three weeks while we sort our Indian visas (such a hassle!)

Then in December or Jan we hit India, to explore as much as possible and end up with a lovely beach holiday in Goa before returning back to Blighty…..

….And moving to London! Ladies formerly of York Uni, I’m coming back!!

I hope along the way we’ll meet amazing people and do incredible things that will make us smile when we are old, grey, and can’t move to make a cuppa without creaking; I hope we’ll find a sense of perspective and peace to give us some balance back in our lives; and I really hope that we’ll be able to find jobs and a roof over our heads when we get back! 🙂

Do keep in touch and read my scrawl from time to time; would be fab to hear what you think of the pics and blog as we go….. see you soon! xx

 

‘When I get home I shall write a book about this place… If I ever do get home.’

– Alice in Wonderland

 

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Cake, Jazz & enjoying the rain….

 

Waiting for cake!
Waiting for cake!

8th Nov

Today’s spreadsheet:

Tasks: Pick up laundry, 12pm; book tango, ask when finishes

Day: Shopping for David & café tortoni

Night: Notorious Jazz Club (supposed to be nice!) Callao 966 Recoleta….. Swing Summit

It’s becoming a habit; we slept in. It wasn’t until 12.30pm that we emerged into the bright BA sunshine and the white mosaicked walls of El Salvador to go and collect D’s shirts. Killing two birds with one stone, we ventured to La Cabrera – a much praised restaurant, with prices to almost match those of La Estancia. Given the queues we witnessed out into the street at both restaurants last night, we figured it best to book well in advance, so gave it ‘penultimate night’ status, in case it blew the others out of the water and needed to be repeated the following day!

 The décor was cosy, old-fashioned, and relied heavily on dark wood. The knives were heavy and wooden handled, and the linen thick and expensive. It reminded me of a gentleman’s club; a little smoky and with older gents sporting white bushy eyebrows and rotund bellies from a lifetime of port and cheese… and obviously lots of steak for lunch. The waiters though, needed some manners, in the way that the very French ones do; spit on you as soon as look at you. We stood awkwardly for a little while, being studiously ignored by at least five of them, before finally managing to break the invisibility spell, and managing the feat of booking a table for Monday 14th.

Still on an efficient booking vibe, we did our usual Subte expedition, which today was incredibly hot and sweaty owing to the heat and the million people that all seemed to want to go to the same place we did. It was the first time Click to Keep Reading

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