If you take a taxi in Argentina, the conversation will eventually turn to one of two subjects: inflation or football.
In Buenos Aires, the World Cup is inescapable. Signs hover above busy motorways screaming out “vamos Argentina, emocion mundial”. Bars, kiosks and bakeries are decked out with blue and white streamers. Messi’s face is plastered across subways and on beer cans. Even bags holding cement on the street bear references to the tournament.
