You know you're in Argentina when...

… You can purchase a motorcycle in the supermarket.

… The street signs are “proudly brought to you by” various companies.

… People are queued up all over the place for no apparent reason.

… Your tour bus stops repeatedly to pick up hitchhikers.

… At 2am, bars are just starting to open, not close.

… Wearing the wrong coloured tshirt to a sports event could easily result in your death.

… Naked women being strangled by feet are appropriate artworks for public shopping centres.

… Your glass of wine isn't “half a glass” or “up to the line”, it's a goddamn glass of wine- as full as they can carry it.

… No matter what you order, the portion is the size of your head.

… You pull up at the lights and someone runs in front of your car and juggles for spare change. Like, circus stuff.

… Instead of coffee or knockoff designer bags, the street vendors are selling “useful” items. And by useful we mean dog collars, tape measures, barbie dolls and coffee mugs.

… The mullet surrounds you. And is still thought to be fashionable.

This post is odd since I'm writing from Uruguay. But dude, Argentina's pretty cool.