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Travel Blogs from Buenos Aires
... we have kicking about before the door man calls us just before eight thirty to tell us our transport has arrived for tonight's fun and frolics. So tonight we're attending a Latin American dance show with food and drink, I have to admit I was party to the booking many weeks ago, but now it is upon us and we've been busy tidying up the fridge, I'm not overly keen, but leave HQ with a smile. We arrive at the theatre and I'm sold on this being a cracking evening, it's a ...
... conversations on our whole trip. We finally made back into our room, but this time things had changed...their were bags, but no bodies, yet. We went straight to sleep and were both disturbed ever so slightly when our unknown bedroom buddies finally decided to crawl into their cots.
The next day was Valentines day! It was very romantic. We woke up next to two strangers that were sleeping only an arms length away, Chris was on the top and I was on ...
... It was the diverse 18th century architecture throughout Buenos Aires that got me. I got a little snap happy in the centre... I have a weak spot for historical structures, which were everywhere! From the phallic obelisk, the pink presidential palace casa rosada, from which Evita pleased her crowds, the colourful homes in la boca, the interesting colonial boutiques in San telmo... Pillars, angels, gargoyles. Even the zoo is crammed with beautiful structures and aviaries. ...
... was OK but we had been spoiled at Rosenda the previous night. The Malbec was good though and Maurice enjoyed a couple of local beers first, Rolling Stones beer owing to Mick Jagger's lips on the label.
The metro(Subte) was much better coming back to the hotel at 10.00pm. Room to breathe !! Much more civilised. We had a long chat to Natalie about tomorrow and we decided to book into a Tango show tomorrow night. Watch this space ...
... between certain
hours on a weekday. It's strange: everyone drinks it, every
supermarket has thermoses and whole aisles of the different blends,
and yet you can't order it out. It's like the private addiction of
a whole country.
saw a few or tourists'couples dancing in the street in La Boca (the
multicoloured neighbourhood you recognise from the photos). Pretty
impressive. ... But we decided against doing anything more ...