Image by Xurxo Martínez via Flickr
Getting robbed or pickpocketed in a 3rd world country is almost a rite of passage at times. I almost feel as if you haven't really lived until you stare into your knapsack and realize that there is one less object there. One fine day in Buenos Aires for me, that one less object in my knapsack was my wallet full of money along with my all important bank card.
Four Italian Bites
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A quartet of Italians today, one of which I’ve reviewed before, and was
worth a revisit and more sampling! We’ll start with two in Parque
Patricios, both c...
15 hours ago