It's time again - I love doing these blog entries knowing that you guys at home are following closely (hi mum and dad!) even though I know that I have nothing resembling a writing talent. So please bare over with me if the entries are not very bloggerish and have more of a narrating nature. Basically, I am doing this to remember all the small details that you forget when you are home again back in your old routines. After the last blog entry and one night in a ...

So much to write about I don't even know where to start - but I guess I could start where I left of. It now seems like we've been travelling for ages even though it's only been about 2 weeks because every day we see something new and sleep in a new bed. After Andreas managed to rent a car (Citröen C3) for us in Santiago we decided to get out of the city immediately and start our "backpacking" adventure (with Samsonite suitcases J). We drove to the coast (2 hou...

Where were we… We left of at our last 36 hours in Buenos Aires: The rain stopped so we walked all the way to the beautiful library el Ateneo (6KM) where we had coffee and read books before going to Evita's grave (the cemetery is stunning but Evita's grave was not much to look at). The evening we spent with Tango lessons which turned in to a kind of couples therapy since dancing is all about trusting your partner to lead and to move in harmony. The day of our de...