If anyone knows who left the Lonely Planet Argentina book stolen from Sydney Library in the hotel in BA, please tell them not to worry, we're going to return it for them.
A friend found an article on the aviation herald which said in part:
On Mar 22nd representatives of six Argentinian aviation organisations (Airline Pilot Association, Aviation Personnel Association, Aviation Technical Personnel Association, Technicians of Aviation Safety and Navigation Association, Aviation Navigators Association and Union of Air Transport Professionals) said, the outage was suspicious and demanded an investigation into possible sabotage claiming, that the outage occurred only 3 days after military controllers had attempted to negotiate equality between civil and military controllers. A court has opened an investigation against 10 military controllers involved in that dispute.
and for my IT friends, not only the main servers were out but both backup systems were also out!!! Both airport !! Even the president could not get out to a election campaign to Salta so internation, domestic AND private airports were closed.
After watching Mr Happy and his wife at breakfast back at the hotel, harrassing the staff, telling them he was going to fly out of BA (we had been watching him curously for a couple of days at the hotel as he grumbled his way through the day and his poor rooster pecked wife just trotted after him wordlessly) we decided to leave the airport alone and go by bus.
Getting onto the bus was no problem. Yes Steph it was a nice big cleanish cama class chairs just like you described. After clearing the city we started up the highway and the city gave way to pampas dotted countryside. We crossed the Rio de Plata on a beautiful but unmaintained anzac like bridge and watched a glorious sunset. The very-young man (I must be getting old) in starched white shirt served lunch and then we settled down to an eclectic range of films ranging from gratuitous torture films to happy dog stories. Dinner was served by the same young man and I even got a small bottle of vino tinto (from Mendoza). I think he should have been offered a job with Qantas, he was so quietly efficient.
Morning found us at Puerto Iguazu where I went get a Brazilian (tour of Iguazu). Breathtaking, amazing, more panoramic than I could have ever imagined. The power the water as it roared down the falls was tremendous. Absolutely no chance if you fell in.
The adventure boats full of screaming crowds negotiated themselves around the cascading sheets of water right beside a couple of boats trying to reclaim an overturned tourist boat that had claimed some lives last Monday.
Here's a word of caution
New words Garganta del diablo and salta. Lindo and hermosa I already knew. Today on the Argentine side I hear a "Marie!" and the little Peruvian lady who I had met on the Brazilian side was coming towards me. We greeted each other like old friends (well she was old) on the cheeks.
Almost finished the Borges. I think he tries to use the word labyrinth in every story.
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