Jet Lager.

Not sure if it's the jet lag or the excess lager (we've been consuming) for the reason we're going to bed at 6am.
But Jo felt at home once we discovered the irish pub with Jameson signs all over. She also tried to order Guinness (and yes she's wearing green, I think she thinks she's irish) but it was 38 pesos.
I of course felt at home when we were at the Recoleta Cemetery (where eva peron is buried) which is filled with some of the most amazing mausoleums. Some were kept better than others through the years, but a maimed angel is better than no angel at all.
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