Finally moved into my apartment on Tuesday, you have to pay in cash and it turns out no banks here will let you buy dollars with a bank card and passport. Why? I don't know, but i assume it has something to do with the financial collapse of 2001. Rang Barclays, they said go to a travelex - there aren't any in South America - useless gits.
Panic set in on Monday when i realised i was not going to be able to get the deposit in time. Cashpoints only give you a 1000 pesos per day (180 quid). So there i was wandering around Bs As pondering on how to get cash. Eureka! Every city has at least one place that will bend over backwards to give you cash - yep casinos. 30 minutes later i'd won a bit on craps, cashed in all the chips i'd bought and was ready for a beer.
The flat is fantastic, right in the centre, a terrace the size of a tennis court, cable TV and air-conditioning. Feels a bit strange "having" an apartment again after so long and it's also very weird leaving the tranquilty of it and stepping out into full on chaos. I think maybe i've been spoilt by Tufnell Park where it took a 10 minute walk to reach Camden Rd before the full horror of the hustle and bustle assaulted you.
Dinner party last night, today i have to wash-up and do my laundry - worrying levels of domesticity are already kicking in.
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