Saturday, 9 January 2016

A Day Without Food

Was it too much time spent doing the tango? Was it one bad molleja? I put it down to those accursed licorice allsorts. The final result destroyed my gastrintestinal tract and resulted in the dreaded anorexia. What a fate when we were booked into the Parilla tour.
So I remained behind in the hotel but did nobly send my emissary forth to report on the delights of the Argentinian grill and ice cream. She reported a fine time and returned with the following images:









1 comment:

  1. Sorry to hear that there was a break in the gastronomic repast

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