Days 1 & 2 of the "trip of a lifetime"

I will try to recall the major events of our trip to South America in several different entries. The events occurred on the dates indicated. Sorry to be so detailed and boring. I will also try to make short entries in the present. Here we go.
January 22 we spent the morning preparing the last minute items after a walk. I gave keys to Armond before Paul and Donna to Gonzales hamburgers in Donna, TX. We were unloaded at the McAllen airport by 3 and in Dallas 3 hours early for our flight to Buenos Aires. We met Tom and Luann on our flight, leaving at 2300 hours for our 10 hour flight. We were served dinner and breakfast but in the meantime neither of us could sleep well. We arrived at 10:30 Argentina time, rode 20 miles in a van with 12 pieces of luggage and checked into the Bristol Hotel. We showered and relaxed until 13:30. We joined Jones to go to lunch and walk around the neighborhood. The area around our hotel (near the Oblisque, a Washington monument type structure) was remarkably clean. Men are hired to manually sweep along the curbs. It is summer and quite warm. The local’s attire is much the same as ours except for the business people who wear exclusively black. The young girls wear more dresses than in those in the states. We joined Jones and went to the bank to get some Argentinean Pecos. After a little trouble with my PIN, we went looking for a cafe for lunch. We found one and had what they called “pig” which turned out to be ham. The prices here are reasonable for almost everything. After lunch we took the subte to a large cathedral near the Presidential palace where Eva Peron lived. It was very hot and my sweating caused concern that I might fall over in a faint. I didn’t. We cleaned ourselves up and took a taxi to one of Jones’ favorite restaurants--Las Nazarenas. We had a great Argentinean steak dinner and dessert. Meat is sold here with a notation as to the gram weight. We had to share a 400 gram steak. We took another taxi back to our neighborhood and went to a small tango club in a nearby hotel where Tom was invited to dance the tango with the professional dancer. We weren’t in bed until midnight local time. Having fun wore us out. Everything happens later at night here. Most evening meals aren’t served until 2130 or 2200. That is very late for us. We will have to get used to it.