

Buenos Aires, Argentina
Yesterday our alarms rudely woke us from our deep alcohol-induced slumber, at 5.00am. We got up as quietly as possible, got ready and left the hostel in our pre-booked taxi, bound for Santiago Airport.
When checked in we were asked if we wanted to change to an earlier flight, leaving at 7.30am, with Sarah now a little worse for wear we accepted the earlier option. After a quick look around duty free we boarded the plane soon in the air, enjoying the spectacular...