Tomorrow evening, Tuesday 3 March 2009, I'm flying to Buenos Aires in Argentina. I'll be travelling round the country and on to Uruguay, Paraguay and then Brazil. Five months away, up rivers and down coasts, overland and through the air, across rainforests, mountains, glaciars and plains. In the icy cold of Patagonia, the still heat of Asuncion and the dripping humidity of the Amazon.
This, sometimes, is my job. Mine is not a hard life. It's a sweet one.
This, sometimes, is my job. Mine is not a hard life. It's a sweet one.
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