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Morning and departure from the city of Silver
Wake up, toilette, breakfast (the usual Argentine: sugar-sugar-sugar, thus I remained at the toast-butter-coffee offer), then I strolled toward the railway station.
The Plaza Italia, in La Plata, hahaha, has simply i and a.
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Does Budapest or any other developed city has such?
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During the walk I realized the difference between the two silvers: this and Mar del Plata. On this short morning I spotted more pretty and heading to work women here (
small things which rev up the fantasy of the pervert type men). It was strange for myself as well, but this was the case. I thought the beaches and sunshine of Mar del Plata will bring more pretty women. It brought but still less.
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Aside of the pretty women and pervert men, a totally different subject: I already discovered quite lot of Argentina so far. Quite alot.
But so far, listening to my experiences, I can clearly say that the worst drivers of the country can be found in La Plata.
They bear all the bad skills of the whole country - without the intention of a complete list: forgetting the right of the pedestrians, the grand interpretation of the red lights, the lines separating the lanes must be under the car - all those don't matter.
But here people interpret the pedestrian crossings as when the lights are red, they must stop on the crossing. Not before: on the crossing.
d02_04 (2014-03-31 09:19:32) -- show location on Google Maps
The railway station.
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This view gets into the eyes of the visitors who step out from the station.
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Train-fetishists, do tell the type of the engine, the brand, year and the last 3 numbers of the DNI of the driver.
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Adiós La Plata.
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Toward Buenos Aires
| Fortunately the weather was much more in sunshine, thus with a more positive sensation and with the other commuting Argentines from the suburbs I headed back toward the capital on the Monday morning, to the bread giving job.|
I looked around on the faces, there's all type of class, type: university student with a backpack, office worker in shirt and pants, woman in her fifties and in tight pants, real Latino, totally male group consisting 5-70 men and other simple passengers like families with children. Occasionally a man entered the car and offered some bread from a brown wicker basket. An another in his forties arrived too, had a CD-player on his shoulder, loudly blasting cumbia and from the hands he was offering CD disks. I couldn't decide if the indictment should be phrased
against the good tasteor
against the copyright.
Thanks, but at this moment, not.- I answered him, then he left. I watched the railway station as the train departed and when I started to follow the other passengers again, some girl bought a CD. There you go Napster.
While the train wobbles through the stations and the passengers change, I repeatedly recall my stomach-hittingly honest-elitist thought:
Cab? Rented car? Microbus? VIP bus? If Columbus saw you, he would start to cry. So-calledtravellers. Bahh. Laughable.
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