The sun rose over Uruguay and Argentina as we descended into Buenos Aires. Now they are cleaning up the plane: those of us getting back on for the last leg to Santiago have to take all out hand luggage into the air-conditioned, chain-stored, echoing corridors of transit-purgatory. I have quite a bit of hand baggage and my oilie jacket and boots are hot.
We have an hour here - not worth paying out for coffee though I would sacrifice all principle for a shower. It was a cranky, comfortless night! Primping will have to wait.
So there's this quick update and then onwards to Chile.