The Land Of Kisses . La Republica Argentina

It was a delinquent moon which challenged the lazy dawn to rise and shine over my rented seat on the Iberia Airbus, as we floated over Brazil and Paraguay before turning left, to fly south , ever south, toward La Republica Argentina and destination Buenos Aires. As if bidding Latin America good morning, the giant jets feathered vapour trails stroked the shapes of paper mache landscape and toy traffic scuttling toward destination unknown - unknown to us ...or them?