





Couple of quiet days in Bahia Blanca waiting for an autobus to Patagonia. The kid in the record shop played us an acoustic version of ´Death, Blood, Fire´ by Norways finest Black Metalers Emperor which was almost worth coming all this way to hear. Bahia Blanca is off the tourist trail (it´s like an Argentine Plymouth) but cool to spend a bit of time in a real Argentine city away from the backpackers.
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