Thanks for your reply Midlifebear and to the others who responded to my post. I agree to some extent with what has been said in response, but I have to say that the last paragraph of midlifebear's post was very succinct.
In 2003 I moved from England, lock stock and smoking barrel to live in Spain. I had become disillusioned with the UK...the apathy, the PC attitude and the general bitching and sameness of everything. Don't get me wrong, please. I am English, well Welsh really and I love the United Kingdom and will always defend it...British summers included! However, some of us need to spread our wings, me included. So I went to Spain, hoping it might be the land of honey... the new world. How naive I was. I ended up living on a housing estate full of expats from UK and Germany. Not one person spoke Spanish and neither did they have any inclination to do so. It was a rude awakening. I even sailed my little 35ft boat all the way round via Gib to get there! I really tried with the Spanish locals but just couldn't connect. Maybe it was me? Que se yo.
Anyway, here I am now in Bs As connecting with Argentines, who in my opinion are the most simpatico of all the nationalities I have ever met. I don't mix with expats at all..punto. I would like to at times and just speak English without thinking about it, but 95% of my time is spent speaking Castellano which I enjoy. My girlfriend is Argentine so it follows that most, if not all of our friends are locals, which is what i like about it. I didn't come here to live as a colonial (actually I came for her, but that's another story) and I enjoy almost "being" an Argentine. I like to be on the outside looking in to an extent, but there comes a time when you have to change your attitude (I'm speaking for myself now, not preaching). It's also that starnge concept of "home". Where is it? I think I found it here and I'm glad about that.
We will both be coming to the end of year party at Rosies place, so we hope to meet you all there. Hasta pronto!