 | The voyage ended finally. I packed my stuffed at around eight o'clock and hurried to the bus-terminal. I had little time left and was afraid that I would miss it and that I had to take the next one.
Please write me from your home as soon as your are back. My Spanish is better than that of most Americans, but my English is worse than that of most people here. It is a strange position that I am in.
The same evening we left Patagonia and flew to the capital of Argentina, Buenos Aires. We have waited a long time for this moment as we have not been in a city for almost two weeks and we usually love the city. |
