Spent my final full day in Buenos Aires escaping it, in Tigre with my pal Hector. It's the Henley of Argentina, a small town just outside the city, on the banks of a tributary of the Rio de la Plata, full of rowing clubs and bowling greens. All very Home Counties. That's because at the start of the 19th Century, it provided a tranquil escape for the rich, many of whom were English.
THING I DIDN'T KNOW BEFORE TODAY:
Argentinians play bowls
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