Talkin 'bout a Revolution!
Trip Start
Sep 15, 2008
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Trip End
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Rather than spend a few more days in Buenos Aires drinking lattes and eating huge steaks, we decided to visit Argentina's second largest city on our way to Brazil (mainly to reduce our caloric intake). Cordoba, the countries cultural and rugby capital, is a city of 2 million located in the northeast of Argentina.
Our first day in town we cruised the beautiful pedestrian streets and enjoyed some more realistic pricing (Patagonia was expensive!). Our hostel was directly beside a beautiful tiled Church and gave a litre of beer to anyone who booked online, thank you very much. That night we made dinner and ate it on the hostel roof (the Argentine usual: tenderloins, salad, $1 wine and a baguette).
The next day we ventured out to the town of Alta Gracia, where Ernesto "Che" Guevara spent much of his upbringing (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Che_Guevara). His family house has been purchased by the city and converted into a museum that details his upbringing, travels, family, revolutionary efforts, and death all separated into different rooms by theme. Of all the interesting rooms, our favourite was dedicated to Che's nanny, Rosa Rosario, who gave her view of Che as a very kind hearted child and polite young man. She finished her description with the following words. "To the world he may be Che, but to me he will always be Ernestito" (translation: little Ernesto).
The museum visit reminds us how fortunate we are. Ernesto traveled a similar route we've taken, only 50 years earlier, and after reading his book about his first trip between med school, we feel we've met similar people and had the same heart strings pulled by South American people living in an endless cycle of poverty or oppression, or both. For us his life is the story of someone provided with so much, who dedicated his life (literally) to improve the lives of people around him. His methods and perspectives definitely vary as to how we may hope to live or how we might be able to improve the lives of those around us; but we feel it is the spirit of humanity that connects him to so many around the world (for some it is only the revolution).
Our last day in town was filled with relaxation, checking out churches, and chillaxing in a pretty sketch park.
Considering Cordoba is Argentina's second largest city, it is minute compared to the metropolis of Buenos Aires. Having a dozen universities, lots of culture, and being the center of Argentine rugby we still could see ourselves living here (like Victoria, BC without the ocean).
Our first day in town we cruised the beautiful pedestrian streets and enjoyed some more realistic pricing (Patagonia was expensive!). Our hostel was directly beside a beautiful tiled Church and gave a litre of beer to anyone who booked online, thank you very much. That night we made dinner and ate it on the hostel roof (the Argentine usual: tenderloins, salad, $1 wine and a baguette).
The next day we ventured out to the town of Alta Gracia, where Ernesto "Che" Guevara spent much of his upbringing (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Che_Guevara). His family house has been purchased by the city and converted into a museum that details his upbringing, travels, family, revolutionary efforts, and death all separated into different rooms by theme. Of all the interesting rooms, our favourite was dedicated to Che's nanny, Rosa Rosario, who gave her view of Che as a very kind hearted child and polite young man. She finished her description with the following words. "To the world he may be Che, but to me he will always be Ernestito" (translation: little Ernesto).
The museum visit reminds us how fortunate we are. Ernesto traveled a similar route we've taken, only 50 years earlier, and after reading his book about his first trip between med school, we feel we've met similar people and had the same heart strings pulled by South American people living in an endless cycle of poverty or oppression, or both. For us his life is the story of someone provided with so much, who dedicated his life (literally) to improve the lives of people around him. His methods and perspectives definitely vary as to how we may hope to live or how we might be able to improve the lives of those around us; but we feel it is the spirit of humanity that connects him to so many around the world (for some it is only the revolution).
Our last day in town was filled with relaxation, checking out churches, and chillaxing in a pretty sketch park.
Considering Cordoba is Argentina's second largest city, it is minute compared to the metropolis of Buenos Aires. Having a dozen universities, lots of culture, and being the center of Argentine rugby we still could see ourselves living here (like Victoria, BC without the ocean).
