anyway, i'm still alive, which gave me the opportunity to go back to that beloved buenos aires bank from where it's possible to withdraw cash with a credit card, a passport and no password (dear mother, i tried the password you sent me but it didn't work the first time so, since i know where the bank is and given that if my card gets swallowed by the stupid atm, i'm screwed, i didn't even try a second time... urmff!!). so, just in case you might need this, here is the bank you have to go to:
banco piano, san martin 345 (1004), buenos aires.
before dying, i'll briefly share a few more things about vietnam so for those who've never been there, you can have an idea as to what it's like, roughly...
please note that the people showing in the frame are not included in the package. you'll have to find your own half-lemon fist-fucking-cat hater korean model massage junkie karaoke-goer buddies by yourself.