B&B Tango & Bandoneon
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Tango & Bandoneon guest house, reading Gilbert, Marquez, and more. Montserrat, flea markets, endless searches for leather bags, Italian vibes and pasta, steak, red tango shoes, cooking meals in the shared hostel kitchen, too much alcohol with fellow hostellers, markets, wandering. B.A. felt like a melancholy European city with an undercurrent of South American heat.
After a good flight we arrived in Buenos Aires, which was looking green and purple from out of the sky.
After a some what difficult start at the airport. Because we hardly couldn't get some money out of the ATM's just like the other travellers. So all the tourists were a bit lost but we finally found a ATM which gave some …
... of hours we came across one shop and just in time as they would close in half an hour. It was an easy process as she was happy with the prescription and spoke English, all Chris had to do was choose some frames. Now to try and plan our next adventure, Uruguay. You can catch a boat to either Colonia or Montevideo. The most logical place for the offices to be was the docks (we did also research the addresses). Like all over ...
... man started this cafe up in 1858 and used the Parisian style. It felt like being on the set of Mr Selfridge. This place is frequented by the rich and famous and now also means mum! The tango show tonight was great. Firstly we had a meal of steak and chips well, when in Rome! We then had to go across the road to the dance stage. The dancers were mean and moody and really set the ambience. The kicks, flicks, turns and twists were second to none. The singers however, were something ...
... interred (or not) in the Duarte tomb in Recoleta her family). You'll have to decide what you want to believe! In any case, you have never seen family crypts like those in this cemetery, I promise you.
Our reward for surviving the heat of our lengthy stroll through the cemetery was an ice cream stop (no complaints from me, of course). I had read that the ice cream flavor for which Argentina is famous is Dulce de Leche, so of course, we ...