Buenos Aires Buenos Aires, and our first taste (literally) of Argentina. Most people associate Buenos Aires and Argentina with either tango, football or Evita. Well, in our brief time there we didn't dance any tango (though we danced... well kind of, as a drunk person does moving whilst music is played kind of way), we didn't see any football (though we did meet a Maradona lookalike trying to sell photos of himself?!) and we certainly didn't see Madonna singing ...

Uruguay was never big on our hit list of countries to discover in South America. We didn't know much about it other than it being the home country of that dirty biting swine Louis Suarez. However thanks to the flight we had just made to Florianapolis the week before, it seemed logical to continue down the East coast of the continent, through some of the unknown (at least to us) places along the Uruguayan coast on our way to Argentina.We only stopped at most place...