Daylight savings etc

Something weird happened to us when we left Bolivia, all those months ago. Our jeep trek through the salt flats from Uyuni in Bolivia to San Pedro de Atacama took us in a westerly direction. The funny thing is, is that when we got on the bus for San Pedro, the driver instructed us to set our watches an hour ahead. Bizarre. Okay, so not as strange as seeing Elvis land a shuttle on Mars maybe, or even as weird as those cats with no fur, but weird enough all the same. TC is not bothered by this as he insists it is all to do with daylight savings, Chile has it and Bolivia does not.

Speaking of daylight savings, all my fretting over New Year´s Eve was in vain. As it usually is. I decided I was changing my life and not going to worry about things like booking tables etc. So we set out to find a table at 9.00pm on NYE, sans table booking. I wasn´t worried. This was my new life and somehow things would work out. But by the time 10.00pm came and went and we were still trudging about Buenos Aires looking for a wretched table, I began to have serious doubts about the sanity of changing life long habits...

It was around this point,when faith was at it´s lowest and the prospects were bleak that TC found a restuarant that had a table free, and was serving steak on a set menu.

We settled in and ordered a second bottle of Malbec (running around looking for a restuarant is thirsty work), and then a most surprising thing happened- at what we thought was 11.00pm. They handed us a glass of bubbly wine and wished us a happy new year. We thought it was a ploy to get us to leave, but everyone else in the place was also celebrating NY and therefore it seemed like too elaborate a ruse....it really was midnight. We had been an hour out of sync with the world for goodness knows how long.