Travel Blog documenting journey through South America to Argentina, Colombia, Venezuela, Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia and Chile.
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Week 2 In BA
When its raining and overcast you need some delicious chocolate treats. These are alfajores and they are the most traditional food you can eat in buenos aires. Had this one for 2 pesos and fifty cents, which is like 15 cents US. They are really good. Ordered some other proper ones from a real Argentinian bakery for a dinner party and they set me back a little more. You can't say you have experienced Argentinian culture until you have eaten an alfajores.
These guys are awesome. The one on the left is Lucas from Brazil. The one in the middle is Alejandro from Chile. We hang out at the hostel a lot. Alejandro only speaks Spanish and Lucas speaks Portuguese, and a little spanish and english. Communication is hard but that doesn't stop us all from being good friends.
This day was sunny so I got out and saw some of the city. This is right beside the hostel I am staying at. There is a house on top of this apartment if you look closely. The architecure here is amazing. That's what happens when you have a city that is 250 years old I guess.
Had this hamburger before heading to Spanish Class. I asked for it fully loaded. They put a tonne of bacon and a fried egg on it including a fat patty. It was really good. With a coca cola cost me fifty pesos or about 4 bucks American.
On my way to Spanish class at 230 and some people taking a siesta in the park with these pigeons. Living the lounge life original gypsy style.
This is the view from my Spanish school balcony. This week my class will have only me and a 29 year old girl from Britain who left her job (like me) as a doctor to come and see Buenos Aires.
I am not sure what 'pimpenella' is. its definitely a play. there is lots of theatre in argentina especially in the central location of my hostel. My guess is its an Argentinian version of Cinderella for children, where the red headed woman on the left meets her fairy God Pimp (the man on the right) and through her fairy god pimp she meets the man of her dreams. I wont be seeing any theatre in Buenos Aires but I do plan on catching Sin City 3d with subtitles very soon.
So much amazing street art in Buenos Aires. I had the pleasure of getting to see these guys decorate this sidewalk fixture.
Headed to the Recoletta Cemetery where a lot of famous and wealthy Argentinians are burried. Including Eva Perron who is a very famous leader of the country. This is the fortress like wall that surrounds the cemetery.
Beautiful tree in the Recoletta neighborhood of Buenos Aires, just outside the cemetery. Studied Spanish under here for about an hour on a saturday afternoon. It was perfect.
Entrance to the cemetery. The guy standing in front of the door was a scam artist. He gave me a bunch of information about the cemetery, and then he asked for a donation for the Childrens Aids foundation. I am pretty sure if I gave him money he would not have given it to the kids with Aids.
This particular grave was very old and there had definitely been some wear and tear over the years.
Inside you can see the casket and the lack of maintenance. I imagine that when someone dies you pay for a certain amount of years of maintenance here and this particular grave has no payment coming from it anymore.
This guy died in 1925. The cobwebs were a very fitting touch.
This style of graves forever. Very beautiful architecture. I would love to see them building them.
Turns out there was cats living in the cemetery. I am not sure who feeds them but this one was drinking out of a water fountain that was left on. My guess is the cats were left at the cemetery with their dead masters and they have continued to breed and live there.
Beautiful statue to commemorate this dead man as well as an apartment in the background with the official argentinian colours.
This man was a baller. What an amazing grave stone. Some of these men were burried with there women. Meaning that they had multiple wives I guess.
More cats. I imagine if my brother had a travel blog it would all be pictures of cats.
I imagine one day Pope Bennedict will die and he will be burried at the Recolleta Cemetery with the most grandoise sculptures and installations for his tomb. Kinda like this tomb.
Wow this ones amazing. In all of these sculptures the coffin is just laying inside locked.
Headed downtown and it turns out its Brazillian Day. Even though the Brazillians and the Argentinians do not get along (mainly over soccer differences) there are still lots of Brazillian tourists and immigrants to Buenos Aires. This was a very popular event. These beautiful dancers were staying warm by keeping their bodies moving.
This girl was getting a lot of attention from everybody. All the drunk latino guys wanted to dance with her on the street, and she was happy to let them.
Waited in line to get a traditional Brazillian alchoholic drink called a 'chacassas' (pronunciation only). It was delicious but it took forty minutes to wait out the line. It was so worth it though. It was kinda like a mojito except with a stronger form of alchohol and way more limes and sugar. It was so sour I loved it.
Ran into a buddy named Omar from Canary Islands, Spain that I had hung out with on one of the first days I was here. Here we are drinking the Cachassus together.
The City of Buenos Aires had tonnes of outhouses at Brazil Day because they knew if they didnt bring outhouses that the Brazillians would just piss in the streets everywhere.
Went out for dinner in Palermo with this crew of people all staying at the hostel. From left to right it goes Me (canada), Michelle (Germany), Julian (Columbia), Victor (Brazil), Alejandro (Chile), Claudia (Paraguay). I forget the names of the two girls on the right but one was from Brazil and the other was from a Caribbean Island. We had Brazillian Assado (bbq) to celebrate Brazil day. It was a great meal.