The city of Tiger, counting about 300 000 inhabitants, is one of 19 suburbs constituting Gran Buenos Aires. Unless one hour of train north of Buenos Aires, this seaside centre in feature to be partly built on many islets which counts the hang glider of R o Paran

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It is undoubtedly no chance. We have just moved into our new flat, but the connection PPPOE from which it benefits not working with our PC respective, to us here is forced to sail the net since Wi-Fi of the closest shopping centre

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He was of our duty, as newcomers on the territory of Porte os, to begin with a visit of the tourist corners of the city. Provide edition 2002-2003 with our guide du backpacker (sic) and of our Guia " T " of pocket (pronounce gui-a-t ) newly acquired on the street, we therefore launched in the discovery of Buenos Aires. An objective to be attained in several stages, because of the area of GBA (Gran Buenos Aires, who regroups capital and agglomerations), who stretches over a 307 571 km surface and who counts more than 13 million inhabitants.

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I find it difficult to believe in it, but however it is well of Buenos Aires where I write this post this evening. It is 21 h here, but already 2 h in France. And we crossed our day to 10000 demarcations of the home. Curious feeling.

But in the final, this last day completely was a fire of devices of unpublished senses. Smells, noise, tastes, colours, very here am new.

Smells first of all. Imagine that Buenos Aires, this stinks. A bit as Marseilles, but with a preponderance at the level of exhausts. Needs to say that the majority of the vehicles here true antiques are: Peugeot 504, Renault 9, American lorries of type the fifties, buses especially clear a thick smoke every time of accelerator, this hurts me for the ozone layer each time I see it crossing one. Smells of sewer also, pipes of buildings being often in pitiful states

Noise now. As I mentioned him before, vehicles are mostly very ancient. Rare are 307 or 407 in the discreet engines HDI, many bangers and many roaring and sputtering buses will be rather met. Sirens foreign to our ears, latin music everywhere, even in Crossroad, and of course of discussed endlessly in espa ol (ah not forgiveness, in "Castellano" !) everywhere. Some French were however met today, what allows to find its marks a little

Then, tastes. Of course you suspect although on the other side of the Atlantic they do not eat as in our dear Europe. Appointment counts, I did not touch the single dish of pasta since yesterday. No, here it is the leathery meat. And more particularly the bife of lomo, a particularly loving and delightful piece. The whole served with fritas daddies. Vegetables also have the taste of "truth" , even if the olive oil is absent here. But ok I do not complain about it, the food is really tempting. And if I refer to the guide du backpacker there, I am not at the end of my surprises in papillae!

Finally, colours: everything is motley here, of the clear blue sky in the putting to bed of the orangy sun, red or green buses in the yellow and black sparkling taxis, people in the pale skin to those more portrayed, of old American cars in colours watered down in the flamboyant racing cars, of shop windows filled with fruits coloured in the walls of buildings blackened by dirtiness A picturesque landscape, representative of the wealth of Latin culture

In short, to sum up these first two days, I will say that our trip was rather long, but without conflicts. One radio taxi led us up to the youth inn that we had reserved, and who turned out to be rather gloomy, and furthermore devoid of dead. We therefore opted this morning for an inn more homely and better equipped (Hostal Abasto, added la carte of our stay), what will make task easier for us as part of our research of accommodation. We also used the day to begin meeting our contacts, of which my guardian of internship, as well as one friend Eurom dienne on the way to ending his stay here, and who helped well to us for our first steps. People here are extremely nice, it is bewildering. The contrast of buildings, vehicles is also very representative of the situation of the country and even of whole Latin America, according to Kiwi, which reconnait Bogot in Buenos Aires. In short, a true festival of new feelings which is not ready to stop

Waking programmed for 4 h 00, arrived at the airport envisaged for 5 h 15. I think that it is about the last article posted since an address French IP there for coming 6 next months.

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To be able to communicate in pictures since Argentina, I decided to exchange my old Logitech QuickCam for Creative Live! Cam Notebook Pro.

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One of the members of my promotion MIQE asked me for advice some days ago about a computer solution which would allow him to help it in its entrepreunariale task, with a functional cover notably allowing him to manage accountancy, supplies, purchases / sales, etc. A need, which is other than the one which answers ERP!

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And here we get ready to spend our last night in our baby 16m cardboards are ready, suitcases drag where they can, and it does not remain more than to fold luggage, before making appraisal tomorrow evening at 18 h.

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I pointed out well, after analysis of the most commonly-used key words to achieve my blog, your net interest for Keyra Agustina, indeed Argentina most known of the Web, even if it is not under this appellation.

Great. I I try hard to write you constructive articles on the tendencies of NTIC, to tell you with emotion how my Mast re helps me to reach my professional targets, to make you share the experience of an expatriation on the other side of the Atlantic, and finally only culitos interests you Bravo. Nice mentality.

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This is there, the hour to say to goodbye to everybody is close. announcing " nice sunny spells " for next Friday, June 15th, we support therefore the idea of picnic of the beach of Saint-cross (the big), near the Crown.

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