Hell's Bells!

First, let me say that our travel to BA was uneventful, and thus far, on schedule. We left ATL on time, the Ambien worked fairly well, and we breezed through immigration. 

We got a cab & the driver started our day out right by blasting AC/DC Live, on his CD player. Yes, you guessed it:

HELL'S BELLS !!

"I'm rolling thunder, I'm a pouring rain, I'm coming on like a hurricane. My lightning's flashing across the sky...."

That described his driving pretty accurately. But you had to know it was gonna be a good day. 

So then we get to the Marriott, which used to be the Plaza (yeah, that Plaza). I'm not exaggerating when I tell you that this place is fairly palatial. It bears NO resemblance to the Hampton Inn. Thanks to Scott's status we were upgraded to a 1 bedroom, 2 bath suite. With a balcony. On the top floor. Crazy.

Dear Delta: 
Take a lesson here guys.
      Love, 
      The 2m mile, Diamond-Medallion pond scum in 26E.

We got settled in time to make it to Plaza Italia where we were meeting a tour guide. We had previously decided that 1 day does not provide enough time for our usual messing around. We needed adult supervision of the local kind that could get us to the sites and home safely. While we've never had guide before, it was well worth it for both the educational and entertainment value.

We visited a few neighborhoods, had a little lunch, wandered the Recoleta cemetery. The 1st part of the tour we shared with 5 20-something guys from Melbourne. More on that later. Before we knew it, it was 5:30 & the cemetery was closing. Back at the hotel, I had 5 (yes 5!) little bitty cafe con leches, a shower and we set out for dinner at a cafe overlooking the park. 

Tomorrow: an 11:10am flight to Ushuaia on LAN Argentina. I am so excited to see those mountains!