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Day 12

What a lovely day! The public holiday* in Argentina, today, meant quieter roads as many of the bus routes were not in operation and this made a noticeable difference! It was also not a good idea to run out of supplies (food or other) as it seems that public holidays are taken very seriously in this area!

But best of all, today's holiday meant that the local parks were full! People of all ages flocked to the park in Puerto Madero where Jorja and I headed to just after lunch. It really looked like Sea Point Promenade meets Tokai Forest at Zoo Lake - People, braai spots, ball games, fun rides, bicycles, fountains and more!



Oh but Jorja stood out...While the other children played quietly on their picnic blankets or passed by in their strollers, Miss Jorja was waving and calling the kids and laughing out loud! We were 'parked' next to a young boy and his family. He came over and played 'where's she-where's she' with Jorja and she got all shy! Typical, we wait almost 2 weeks for the opportunity for her to interact with other children, and when we get the chance, she gets shy...



PJ met up with us after an hour or so and we walked along, exploring some more of the park and holiday activities. It was a lovely afternoon and I'm just sorry that there won't be many more holidays in the future because it's an excellent opportunity for company for me and for Jorja.



* The Day of Remembrance for Truth and Justice commemorates the victims of the military dictatorship known as the National Reorganization Process, on the anniversary of the day that brought the military junta to power.

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