Monday 8th Feb 2010

In the heat of the midday sun (not the night) at the military Buenos Aires Argentine Airfield base. Around the edges theres a certain beauty..a wild richness...

Inside, the flies dance and the canteena lady stares into the distance and disappears,

only to reappear with a stale cheese (cheese?) and jambon roll the likes of which has seen many

moons!  She serves it up like a spanner - with a sort of twisting and pulling motion

A scientist trys to pull my leg by saying, you are not allowed to have a photograph taken under the Argentine airfield sign...  not funny..but there it is...

Hercules comes and then Hercules goes - loud comings and goings!

So we go away again. I hear myself say too loudly, so what the hell does this mean?

I don't know - I'm still confused

Answers: try again tomorrow - and oh well thats South America!