Some close-to-heart secrets in Buenos Aires. 🇦🇷

A few close-to-heart secrets from my current routine which I have fine tuned after one year of living here.

Everything is late in Argentina.

Dinner is usually after 9 pm, and coffee shops are usually not open until 9 am.

For an Australian, you just need to delay everything by a few hours.

I’ve adjusted to this now. I prefer this over the Australian way of waking up at a silly hour to jump in the car, walk the bloody dog, and grab a $7 coffee from a 17-year-old working for $23 p/h, who with the help of Mum and Dad, probably isn’t far off heading to the bank to take out those golden handcuffs. 💀

I’m a firm believer in a routine for the sake of your mental health. As an avid traveler over the last two years, this is when I’m the most content. A solid routine with a cheeky holiday for a change of scenery every month or so (this is living in Latin America & that’s entirely possible).

With this lifestyle, I enjoy writing my unfiltered thoughts on this publication which I’ve had in my head for many years. I don’t work for any company or answer to anybody so I don’t mind who reads what I’m thinking.

It’s a liberating feeling, and I recommend that people try a similar setup at some point in their lives.

This is a short list I’ve perfected over my one year of living in Buenos Aires, and it’s basically my current weekly routine:

• Office: Cafe I work from (I’m there almost every day).

• Parrilla: (this ain’t no digital nomad steak, for an avid carnivore, this one sits close to the heart in my barrio).

• Gym: (gyms suck here, but after trying out many, I finally found the sweet spot with memberships).

• Bar: (an essential for an ex-Australian miner ⛏️).