Buenos Aires – the city of meat and hummingbirds.
Having been so unilaterally focused on the broader goal of Antarctica, I forgot I was going to Buenos Aires. I surprised myself to discover I was thrust into this new city with zero research, expectations, or plans and very mediocre Spanish. Wandering through the airport, I begin muttering to myself to practice the necessary phrase of repeating “Lo siento, no sé hablar español.”