We've arrived

Apologies for not posting earlier - 21 hours of travel have taken their toll and last night it was pretty much straight to bed on arrival in sultry Buenos Aires, but not before quickly scoffing a Snickers from the mini-bar (for those old enough to remember they used to be called 'Marathons' and this sort of felt like a good omen!)I will post a blog later on the joys of a long distance running diet...

Boarding the plane yesterday and attempting to decipher the PA announcements I realised one crucial thing for the trip had been forgotten... learning Spanish. A rather sizeable oversight when spending time in Argentina. Efforts to use the odd niceties I do know seemed to fail miserably. When spoken to in Argentinian Spanish (which is peppered with Italian colloquialisms) I'm thrown into something of a linguistic flap and find myself unable to manage anything other than a confused look.

The guidebook was quickly consulted for an in-flight language crash course but alas my liberal use of "Hola" and "gracias" have so far proved unable to hide my ignorance. The fact that most people reply in English would certainly suggest that they've seen through my incompetence. This doesn't bode well for the 10 days at sea where the entire crew are Russian!

I'm now off for a run before it gets too hot (it is already 25 degrees outside).

Adios