After Bolivia and San Pedro de Atacama, Buenos Aires felt a bit like coming home. Organised city, underground lines, and unfortunately, petty crime rate (just like home) made it familiar.
I stayed in an Airbnb owned by an elderly professor, an old building full of character and charm, next to the tube station, hot water, a kitchen…. perfect!
To top it all I had a willing (and knowledgeable) guide most of the days I was there. So this will be collection of pictures of my many outings.
More desert on the way to Jujuy, along with colourful mountains due to the many minerals in the soil. Until it begins to change
The picture on the right is a remembrance to the all the young men fallen during the Flaklands war. History viewed from another side.