We had been suffering Nescafe Instant coffee for a month in Chile. This was our first morning in Argentina, and the hotel was a bed and breakfast deal. Joy of joys, the man in the background came out with a piping hot carafe of BREWED COFFEE!!! and some hot milk to go with it. Heaven... Well, the hotel kinda sucked in other respects, plus it was an hour's hike from downtown after the tourist info girl had assured us that it was "not far." Hiking over an hour with your pack is nothing, if you are expecting to do so. Hiking through town with a full pack and an empty belly, plus a full bladder when you have no Argentine cash for a taxi and no bloody idea why the hotel is not where they said it was on the map is quite another thing. Two blessings in disguise came out of that trauma, though. Lua and I enjoyed an exquisite meal at a restaurant very near to our (eventually found) hotel, and we got real brewed coffee in the morning. We liked Argentina immediately.