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Day 9



So there we were, all dressed up and nowhere to go? No...just unable to find the place! I'd searched online for an English-speaking church for us to visit. The one (of 2) that I found required a 30 minute walk downtown to catch the bus service that would take us to the United Community Church of Buenos Aires, in the suburb of Acassuso, up north.

We left home at 08h00 and tried to follow the directions as best as possible, but by 08h45 we weren't any closer to the meeting point and PJ still had to get to work. We decided to try this trek again next Sunday, dv, and so after walking with PJ to Puerto Madero, we made our way back home. Thirsty work!



A few minutes after we'd arrived home, the skies opened and the rain came pouring down! The kind security guard opened the entrance gate and front door for me and even called the lift while I was walking up the driveway. What service! But not even the thunder and lightning could put a dampen on the little girl's party happening downstairs or the Boca Juniors vs. River Plate football game scheduled for later in the day. Unknown to me, until today, this is a major sporting event in Argentina - rival teams, football giant clubs with a huge fan base. As it got closer to match time, the Main Road outside became heavily congested with buses and cars, hooting, cheering and singing as they made their way towards the stadium.



PJ performed his first Asado today, after two days of training last week. He was pretty excited about preparing Argentina's traditional meal and I hear that there were raving reviews. Jorja and I even got to taste some when he got home from work. Here she is sucking a bone dry!


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