Migueletes Plaza Suites Buenos Aires

... up the lock. Pablo brought about 910 (the number of rooms in the building) keys and tried each one in the lock, unsuccessfully. Pablo was a pretty fast worker and after 439 keys could see that this method was useless, so he brought up an electric grinder and cut the old lock off and replaced it with a new one. By this time I guess Marisa had gone home because she wasn’t answering the phone. Oh well, manana.

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On this particular flight, we happened to get aisle seats across from each other on a fairly light load, with the window sides being double seats. I took the seat next to my son to start with, but as departure time neared, I could tell that there might be some empty middle rows. A group of Argentine guys had figured out the same thing, and staked out the middle seats of the empty rows, including the one in which I had ...

... bad idea) and showed us some of the photos the day after. I looked deranged even had a dance off with some randomer in the club who thought I was his new best friend, got a bit scary in the end serious crack though. Catriona was gettin kinda shook as the vodkas in da nightclub were ridiculously big. The bar man put so much vodka in the glass that there was no room for any mixer, twas a good job we were fairly wel on so didnt mind too much. We got back to the hostel ...

... Gave the rest to some homeless guy before walking into the free Aregentine history museum. Decent but all in Spanish... i think they said something about a general :) continued into La Boca which is considered a bad neighborhood. Although it was decidely more run down, and I made a point of shuffeling some precious goods in my pockets, I didnīt really feel unsafe. Found an amazing cafe that could have been in Rome just when I wanted a coffee. Run by a 90 yr old couple, all wood ...

... what happened. I arrived in Buenos Aires tired, probably the head full of ideas coming from readings, old pictures, a whole mythology of the 30s Argentina. And the reality's completely different: it's a polluted city, dirty, noisy, smelly, crowded, where people are arrogant and sometimes aggressive. There isn't any respect for old building or other things from the history of Argentina, if it's not on the other side of a fence it's degraded, soiled, covered with tags, or ...

... off Dorrego Sq for a fraction of the price of the one we were staying at. Reserved a room for the next day and ended up staying there for 6 nights while we explored the city. For the next few days we did a lot of walking around and on our travels managed to see the presidential house where Eva Peron made her famed speech (didnīt realise it was pink though, I kid you not!!), went to Parque Lezama a few times to relax (not far from our hostel and the ...

Well, that's it, were done with this trip. you can stop reading now, no NOW ok not really. We got back to BA after a ride on a highspeed jet-boat across from uruguay. we had some trouble with getting our hotels sorted out, but managed it in the end. honestly at this point it didn't really matter so long as we were able to spend our last few days together ...

... has had us on a very tight itinerary! She has scheduled in toilet breaks and photo stops though so we canīt complain, he he!!!! Our first stop was the Obelisk, which is only a few blocks away from our hostel. When we got there we found there was some sort of fun run on and lots of sports going on around the area. We also found out that the road where the obelisk is is actually the widest road in the world. It is quite impressive! From here we then walked all around the city ...

... as well as how to get the latest information on performers. This kind of planning can help set the stage for very special experiences and memories. If you have a particular interest, ask on TripAdvisor to see what options there may be to best develop that when touring. You will have to make choices, because Argentina has it all! · Radio taxis are easy to find on the street. We didn't need to call for one ...

... but naturally there was no sign of them at 2:30pm.

In the end I had to call the bloke, who asked for our hostel address (again!), so I'm bloody glad that I called otherwise I think they would have forgotten all about us, which would definitely not have helped my mood.

Eventually the mini bus pulled up outside and we ...