A new destination beckoned outside the airplane window, the bustling city of Buenos Aires, Argentina's vibrant capital. The plane pierced through the night sky as it descended into the lit runaway and was brought into land. I exited the plane and began making my through the airport and nothing the hustle of the airport from the passengers passing through to the people working the airport. It is a symbol of civilisation.
Of course as we all know, civilisation would not be what it is without a population to sustain it. It is a fact which has seen many civilisations rise and fall for centuries. However, as I made my through the airport some of those thoughts had lingered. I soon found my way outside the airport and found myself a taxi and headed toward my hotel.
The city was like a living entity alive with lights, cars, people, and music all playing a role. People were partying in the streets enjoy life to the absolute fullest. This was something I knew I would be doing in that place, once the jet lag had worn off. It would be an unforgettable to experience for me.
However once my luggage had found itself on the floor of the hotel room, I felt no fatigue and decided to head out on the town. I walked the streets and hopped the bars take in my share of eye candy and liquor. However, in one particular bar, I spotted a familiar face, one familiar on TV, film, and video games. The liquor had me encouraged and I walked over without a plan or a care in the world.
"Hi, sorry to disturb you, but I noticed who you are, and would like to say that I am a big fan," I said to the woman known as Yvonne Strahovski.
"Thank you, you seem to be honest and sincere," she replied with her distinct Australian accent.
"Your most welcome, I hope you have a great evening." I replied and made a gracious exit.
She gave me a courteous smile as I walked away. I walked away and carried on the festivities, knowing who I had just met, I travelled almost halfway across the world and it was worth every cent spent. I continued making my through the city hoping to more bars and night clubs, the remainder of the night. Soaking up more liquor, good times, and whatever else the city had to offer.
The sight of Yvonne had never left my mind; it seemed to get clearer as the night went on. Yvonne had one a gorgeous, short, a form fitting black dress, with hair kept in a ponytail and her high heels propelling her gorgeous legs towards her amazing ass.
The Latin night was intoxicating and a riot. I ended up back at my hotel about seven in the morning. I greeted the hotel staff whom had just ended their shifts and had welcomed me the previous night.
The next day I awoke at a rather leisurely time. The sunshine boomed through the open window and illuminated the luxurious room of the hotel and made it a bright and airy place. I tumbled out of bed naked and proceeded to get ready, fifteen minutes later I was dressed and heading outside the hall.
Whilst having my breakfast I looked around noticing the throng of people within the hotel. The scene continued while I finished my breakfast. Afterwards, I headed into the city to see the sights and sounds it was exciting and enticing. It turned out to be a great day.
The city seemed different during the day almost devoid of the flashing lights, almost nude women and multi-coloured drinks. It seemed like many a city present in other parts of the world. It was a beaming symbol for the country. The place that gave the world Evita Peron it was somewhere I was always keen to visit. A place as vivacious, vibrant, and unique as Buenos Aires would remain a vibrant memory for the rest of my days.
(The Next Day)
I hired a car and headed out of the city. The wilderness was a comforting site and had me in awe has the scenery past me by. I eventually found a nice spot and parked the car. I got out and enjoyed the fresh air and the sights all around me. Nature, as it was intended stretched far ahead of me in every direction.
I left the car and began to hike through the plains and surrounding rock formations. I ran my hands over the nearby rocks. Those rocks had been there for a few billion years outlasting all of us. The universe seemed to unfold in my mind. I contemplated the magnitude of the events that lead this planet to be and by extension the rest of the universe. The universe is mysterious on one hand and so devastatingly simple at the same time. I continued walk by a canyon wall on one side of me and small bit of open plain.
As I was enjoying nature I noticed a figure in the distance, a person which appeared to be nearing my location. I decided to make my way toward the figure. Even from a distance I noticed she had on a white tank top and light brown cargo shorts with rugged boots surrounding her feet from the looks of it.
"Hola," I called out.
"Hola," came the reply in an Australian accent. As the figure approached I noticed it was a woman, and she was not a local, she was famous.
"Hi . . . you are. . ." I said in awe and at an almost complete loss for words, as I realised Yvonne Strahovski stood before me . . . again.
"Yes I am, and you are?"
"Call me Bill."
"Well Bill, I take it you're a fan of nature and civilisation, night clubs in particular."
"Yes I am, wait you remember me?"
"Yes you were kind, courteous and very respectful, that I seldom forget."
"Well thank you; it probably was the liquor doing most of the talking."
"Oh no, you had the words; the liquor just helped you get them out there."
"You're too kind; I assume that you were evading the paparazzi."
"There weren't too many of them in the city."
"Um excuse me for being forward but would you care to join me Ms Strahovski."
Yvonne then looked me up and down and then agreed. "Sure and call me Yvonne."
"As you wish Yvonne," I responded still filled with nerves and amazed I had asked that so easily.
"You aren't a journalist or hiding a camera are you."
"No not at all, and my phone is back in the car, I felt like leaving technology behind today, even for a little bit."
"Hmm something tells me you can be trusted."
"Well I would like to think that I am trustworthy, I'm not the type to be underhanded."
"You seem to make your case well."
"Thank you, I am kind of surprised, I am talking to a woman, a famous one, such as yourself, and you're acting skills, your voice all lend themselves to unforgettable performances."
"Well you sure know how to flatter a girl," Yvonne said to me with a wry grin.
"I did not expect to meet you again since the other night and certainly not when I woke up this morning."
"Well the world is a strange place."
