Farewell Argentina
Well, I have been in corresondence with a Danish guy, Robin, who brought a Canadian bike down from Canada in a mere 6 months We both agreed that it is probably better to buy and sell in Montevideo, as the problems with exiting the country and the paperwork in general are likely to be less heinous.
I caught the boat from BA to Colonia de Sacramento with Sue, my Swedish friend from the course at Latin Immersion, and Sara, an Argentinian exile in the process of trying to renew her passport against all odds, in a country where beauracracy is an art form.
Sailing across the Parana takes an hour and a half on the slow boat, and from half-way you can hardly see both sides on a clear day! - I keep calling it the sea, it´s so, so big.
Colonia is the perfect antidote to crazy BA, but a trifle boring. Sue and I found ourselves a nice a little hostel, nostalgically called "Espanol" for a mere $6 a night. I decided that I had suffered a lack of 2 wheels for long enough, and we hired a dodgy little moped, and took to the beaches. I have to say, what Sheraton are doing here is very sad indeed - hasn't the world got enough golf courses and private beaches?
2 nights in this sleepy backwater and it's time to get down to business...