At last I am free of Buenos Aires. My flight isn’t until 9.30 so I simply fill the day with another bus tour and a walk back to the cemetry for a further look.
I get to the airport and my flight is delayed a half hour to accommodate the late arrival of a connecting flight. Unfortunately that delays my flight and I arrive in Madrid too late for my connection to Frankfurt. Bugger. How does that work? I wait for a connecting flight but my connecting flight doesn’t wait for me. That’s bullshit.
I had an interesting moment while exiting the airport customs. The officer there checking my passport and accompanying police report was very appologetic to me for having my things stolen. He has been the only Buenos Airian that has shown any remorse for the pathetic failings of his city. He admited that the stealing is a blight on his city and that the police aren’t interested in doing anything. I was touched. Don’t cry for me Argentina.
angusmccoll 