Saturday, 30 January 2010

Necochea

Typical. After three days of temperatures in the high 30s I find a campsite with a swimming pool and the weather turns overcast and cool.
The receptionists at the campsite asked me about my trip. When I told them I'd riden here from England they went out and hoisted the Union Jack in my honour.




After countless nights in the tent I think I've finally found the key to a good night's sleep - Argentinian cabernet sauvignon.