Planes planes planes!

So it seems like we've been travelling for 48 hours, though I'm so confused by the time zones that I can't be sure of that. Plus my watch has developed a very amusing habit of getting stuck on the hour sometimes... not boding well for the future.
Highlight of being on so many long-haul flights has been seeing what new and exciting meal gourmet gateway will give us. My stomach is so confused with the amount of main meals it's had at odd times. Best by far was some weird concoction of different flavoured scrambled eggs for breakfast this morning (haven't eaten since and the clock says it's 8.15) - they were with chillies, tomatoes, and some bean paste (which Paul didn't complain about) with cheese. Served slightly warm and soggy in a metal container.
Landing in Mexico City, by the way, was unbelievable. Don't know what time it was, but it was dark so there were thousands of lights as far as the eye could see, punctuated by black patches of hillsandthings. The lights were a bit weird to look at, as so many of them were skyscrapers so they had this 3D sort of effect. Still have no idea what Mexico City actually looks like! When we finally made it to Buenos Aires (oh, how I'm growing to love customs and immigration queues - we've already done 3) we spent about 2 hours trying to work out how to get a bus and how to get change for it. Then realised the journey was going to take 2 hours because it wasn't particularly direct. No matter, we got an interesting insight into the outskirts of the city, and were ambushed by some guy trying to sell chocolate bars to passengers on the bus. (Can you imagine a Lothian Bus response to that? The driver would shout and swear whilst everyone else would pretend they couldn't see the vendor.)
Anyway, we're here now in a great youth hostel resembling an MC Escher house and awaiting a promised BBQ where will have Lots Of Meat and Half A Bottle Of Wine each. Much needed.
Ta ta for now!