Arrival into Montevideo was as sweet and delightful as I had imagined as a child. This was one of my dream cities to visit as a kid. Partly my fascination for football but also my understanding and fascination for the smaller countries. Uruguay always loses out on publicity stakes to its larger brothers of Brazil…
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It’s a giant in terms of world cities and so I wanted to stroke it off my list – see Maradona’s home, sample the thriving night life and just see what all the fuss is about when it comes to talking about…BA, Buenos Aires. It’s by no means my least favourite city, but it…
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Right then – Diego Maradona – easily my favourite ever non-British footballer. Fact. The Argentinian superstar, a small, arrogant kid from the streets of Buenos Aires who set the world alight with his amazing dribbles. You’d be hard pressed to ever find a better footballer for his height. He was quite simply the best player…
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Limehouse Hostel will be remembered, mainly because it was the first hostel I stayed in in South America. I booked it in advance, and knew that on my first night in South America (the joy of which fell to Buenos Aires) I would be staying at the Limehouse Hostel. I normally choose hostels by price,…
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Yet another tale of how life changes and fate changes due to reasons simply beyond your control, with this one a definite influence on the things I did, the people I met and perhaps this flight change was meant to happen for me, as without it I may not have decided to stay to study…
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