As time passes, I realised I must be really unlucky if I ever became a victim of petty crimes. With my Asian looks and shabbily dressing, the Argentines probably think I am a poor Chino (Chinese in Spanish) immigrant or an indigenous native (they do have similar features comparable to Asians). Of course, that does not mean that I let down my guard but I felt so much better walking around without all that paranoia. Anyway, most Argentines are pretty friendly people.

I have stayed in Buenos Aires for 4 days and was starting to feel bored. Apart from Iguazu and Ushuaia, I was not really sure where else I could go. To be frank, this is the first ever trip where I actually had the luxury of time (on hindsight, a month was NOT that much). But rather than wasting my time here, I decided to buy a one-way bus ticket to Iguazu. This would take up 18 hours of travelling time (if this sounds long, please read about my 4-day bus journey to Ushuaia!).

Before my departure from this busy city, I went to the Correo Argentino (i.e. post office near to Piedras station) and sent a postcard to Sally (AR$4/S$1.90). Went to a famous parrilla (or steak house) and stuff myself silly with a wonderful piece of steak. Came back to hostel, got my backpack and rushed to the bus station (I was the last passenger to board the bus to Iguazu). Episode 1 of my Argentina trip was almost coming to an end. I would meet Buenos Aires again in 3 weeks.

As the comfortable Volvo bus (where I was on) heads towards Ruta (or National Highway) 9, Buenos Aires was left further and further behind. My only regret being I was not able to watch a football match in the Clausura (or Argentine Football League). As I flipped my little notebook and read my entries so far, I realised that most of them had just been plain documentation. I wondered if the rest of the trip would be more interesting than just doing the "Been-here-done-that" thinge. Interested to find out more? I suppose you would just have to read on then.