Men say making love to beloved pregnant woman is the best. Some people say the Patagonian flowery spring, reborn after winter’s massive attack, is the Patagonian moment, or pasta is best when it’s cooked ‘al dente’. When talking about Buenos Aires I must say November is without doubt the best month to be in this [...]

Writer’s on the road again, vicious and kind flowerfilled roads, I think I am like a red globule, and roads are the full blood current, veins the roads, big ones the highways small ones the alternative dust roads, favourites to this writer. It’s been 36 hours now since I left my non-beloved city in a [...]

Which is the main reason, the real meaning of travelling? Historically manhood, mankind, needed to survive the rains, the cold, the predators, and hunger. First men were nomads and probably civilisation will end the same way. Remarkable though are the differences in the motivations to travel in our days and the evident technological improvements in [...]

Eighty years ago, Tigre was the Punta del Este of our days, most of the aristocratic families had their home in Buenos Aires and their Quinta or Villa in Tigre, and were sure to have the sense of being on the banks of the Seine the ones and only few of the others got into [...]

There is a place just 30 minutes away from Buenos Aires that makes you feel as if you have taken two aeroplanes and arrived in Indochina. I am not talking about tele-transportation or travelling through the stratosphere as our former president mentioned. I insist, just 30 minutes away from your home, or hotel, or B&B [...]

When we think of animals and mankind and we have to choose the most loyal of these creatures in their relationship with humans, the majority would say dogs. But I must point out that this country was made by gauchos and the indigenous, and their best and most loyal friend was and certainly is the [...]

It’s been a year since I started writing this column, it’s been a year since this began its existence, printed in paper. Argentine people, we are a bit melancholy, which explains the lyrics and the cadence of tango music. Perhaps we are melancholy because of our immigrant roots, Europeans escaping from wars or poverty, or [...]

Wonder why your eyes are glued to these words right now, what brings your fingers to touch this newspaper, why your life arrived at this point, why this act of reading this article is the latest thing your life is living, your present is here and your ass is resting in that chair. Very possibly [...]

Alter two days of antismoothtrippin energy everything seemed start to work again, the car was injured but I believed he would survive the next nine hours non-stop from the desert through some salt flats through these enigmatic roads of the Argentine Puna on my way to Salta city. It’s amazing how, as in life, during [...]

The show must go on. I am 600km from Buenos Aires and forgot my P106 diaries at home, so I’ll recall to my memory to describe this 4th chapter of my past Puna odyssey. After six hours on the road with no sign of civilization, I finally reached Antofagasta de la Sierra again. My mission: fix [...]