Argentina 2008
A joint conference with our sales agents from all over Latin America. A nice chance to meet up with my North American colleagues and compare notes
on what's happening in our developing markets. An interesting trip, made even more interesting by the location of the meeting - Iguazu Falls on the
Brazil/Argentina border. Better yet, the only way to get there it via Buenos Aires, allowing me a quick day's visit between connecting flights. I was
happy to return for the first time since 2001, with the Spanish version of "Evita" playing in my iPod.
A joint conference with our sales agents from all over Latin America. A nice chance to meet up with my North American colleagues and compare notes
on what's happening in our developing markets. An interesting trip, made even more interesting by the location of the meeting - Iguazu Falls on the
Brazil/Argentina border. Better yet, the only way to get there it via Buenos Aires, allowing me a quick day's visit between connecting flights. I was
happy to return for the first time since 2001, with the Spanish version of "Evita" playing in my iPod.
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| 2008 March 3-8 |
Evita's tomb. Classic Spanish decoration. Dinner with Americans, Argentines and Uruguayans. The Rio de la Plata does look like silver from the airplane. Practicing tango at the welcome party.
Madrid and Paris shaken with New York, poured into South America. Buenos Aires is a heady cocktail. My dream art deco flat on Plaza San Martin, shopping on Florida, the Obelisco at Corrientes / 9 de Julio.
Sweating in the jungle of Missiones province in the summer heat of February. It's a jungle out there! The falls themselves are quite impressive, and spread out along a long gorge.
The impressive Congresso and the amazing Water Works building in glazed brick and tile. Dog walkers in the chic Recoleta district. Monumental Recoleta cemetery.
The Teatro Colon, now under renovation. Listening to Evita in Spanish in front of the Casa Rosada balcony. From Plaza de Mayo, the style moves from Colonial to Belle Epoque to Art Deco. Always stylish.
It seems amazing that falling water can be so fascinating, but at Iguazu it really is. The view of the distant falls from our hotel, located walking distance away right in the national park.
Naughty coaties checking out the trash for tidbits. The group photo, with attendees from Argentina, Uruguay, Chile, Peru, Brazil, Colombia, Panama, Mexico, US, Belgium, France, Portugal and Japan.
For the formal dinner we drive to the Paraguay border, into the forest where guarani indian children serenade us before dinner before a huge tree house-like structure made from fallen trees.
Mexico and Atlanta boogie down after dinner. Map of the falls, separating Argentina from Brazil. The main falls, reachable by a small train and catwalk over the river. That vine may not be a vine!
Nasty looking ants in the jungle. Ah, back to civilisation and an excellent upscale parillada in Buenos Aires
before flying back to Europe. The best ris de veau (calf thyroid) I have ever had in my life.
before flying back to Europe. The best ris de veau (calf thyroid) I have ever had in my life.