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Day 40

Well, folks, we've reached the half-way mark of our trip (give or take a few hours). We've been here for 40 days and there are 40 days to go until we arrive back home, DV. In the meantime, I came across another Buenos Aires blogger, Buenos Aires Perception, and enjoyed reading up on some of the familiar sights and stories documented there. It actually reads a lot like a guide, so we'll enjoy checking out what they've discovered and then possibly try it ourselves. Better late than never, right?

Sadly, Racilla did not come to 'visit' today, so after breakfast and cleaning, we head down to the Super-Eki for supplies and then returned home for lunch. Jorja thoroughly enjoyed her meal and wouldn't part with her bowl and spoon for a while! Here are some pics of her pretending that she is not finished eating just yet...


When P-J got home from work, we took a trip up to the 14th floor and...took a plunge! Jorja and I splashed in the water for a while and then enjoyed the late afternoon sun while we got dry - an excellent opportunity to take some holiday snaps! Oh yes...and drain Jorja of any excess energy! She's laying flat out on her back next to P-J on the couch, as I write this. What a life!





Oh yes, to celebrate our 40 day mark, we enjoyed a local biscuit treat - a shortbread biscuit sandwich with a caramel (dulce de leche) centre. These Porteños really love their caramel!

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  1. it must be such a lovely experience having a swim so high above the world! and jorja is just too cute.

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  2. I see Daddy and Dordor have the same hairstyle! :)

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