Daniel Tunnard is a writer and translator.
He lives somewhere in Argentina.

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Welcome to Mesapotamia 1

22 March 2015

A week after I move here, I touch the top of the fridge. It gives me a little shock. Not the flying-across-the-room kind, but just enough to make you feel like someone you don’t really know has just mildly insulted you. I want to believe it’s our fridge’s way of saying welcome to Mesopotamia, that I’m one of them now. But the fridge came with us from Buenos Aires. I still open it barefoot. Live a little.

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13 Reasons You’ll Never Truly be an Argentine…

21 March 2015

So you’ve lived in Buenos Aires for three years. You’ve roasted beef over hot coals, you’ve overpaid for tango shoes and even used them occasionally, and your accent is so convincing, you could make a viral youtube video out of it. Argentine friends tell you “sos más porteño que el Obelisco” and “estás más acriollado que el dulce de leche”, just because you drink Fernet and end your every sentence with “boludo”.

But as you watch them link arms and jump up and down to some dreadful Argentine ska-punk band from the early 1990s, you begin to doubt that you will ever really be one of them. Cultivate that doubt. You will never truly be an Argentine. Here’s why….

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Things You Learn When You Live In Argentina

21 March 2015

If, by virtue of charity or the circumstance of desperation, you ever chance to live a little time in Argentina, you will acquire many exotic new facts. You will learn that it is possible, and economically-advantageous, to walk fifteen large dogs simultaneously. You will learn that you were never really eating ice cream before, just frozen, flavoured milkstuff. You will learn that it’s OK for Christmas decorations to stay up until Easter.

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The 60 Takes You Everywhere

20 March 2015

So it is with the 60, a bus that is part of so many people’s lives, that when its drivers went on strike for three days in September the entire Mercosur economy was paralysed. I tell people I’m taking all the buses in Buenos Aires and one of the first things they ask me is “have you taken the 60 yet?” as if taking the 60 were a life experience on a par with the birth of your first child, or season 3 of Mad Men, instead of a fairly humdrum ride between Puente Saavedra and Constitución that ultimately gives the impression that the 60 is living off people’s mistaken impressions of its own grandeur.

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One man’s pointless quest to take all the buses in Buenos Aires

19th March 2015

It is not a book about buses. It’s far more boring than that. It is a book about psychogeography, about how we experience, perceive and use the space of a city. It is a book for all those people who have ever wondered “what happens if I just stay on until the end of the line?” It is a book for all those who ever looked at a map of the city they lived in and realised that, in spite of the years, they didn’t know half of their own city.

It is an experiment to turn something functional, ordinary and everyday into something more fun. It is an experiment to see what happens if you take a bus just because, just to see what happens, with no time limits, with no purpose.

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