Buenos Aires Travel Blogs - Page 7

Keeping it going, it is your neighborhood guest blogger again, giving Miss Cho another much needed finger rest.  She woke up complaining of Charlie Horses in her fingers and wrists, and me being the guy I am, I said that I would take over her duties for another day.  We have once again re…

In the United States, a "good kid" (and by kid I am referring to those of the ages 18-24) is someone who attends classes everyday, someone who wins the science fair and spelling bee, someone who made the dean’s list, who volunteered at the Red Cross and the Blue Shield, some one who won a Fulbrig…

Hold da op! Stiv i ryggen og forventningsfuld vaeltede jeg ud af natbussen og ind i en taxa paa Retiro busterminal i Bounos Aires. Mit hostel viste sig at vaere mindre attraktivt end det i Bariloche (der var et stort hul i min seng! saa jeg skyndte mig at snuppe en af de andre), men paa den anden s…

While going to school in Atlanta, the most frustrating aspect of everyday living was being hit up for money by the bums who prowl the streets. Not only was it annoying to have to lie straight to their faces, claiming I didn´t have any money, but what made it worse was the fear that these (generall…

  What was I going to do?  I went to the club at around 1 AM--and it was closed.  I was told to come back at around 2 AM.  They were right, in LA, people think about coming home at that time.  In BA, the clubs are only getting started at 2 AM.  Walking back to my hote…

                After a whirlwind European trip through 10 capitols in 29 days, a friend and I once sat down, determined to try a different path.  We had followed the guidebooks, heeded the advice, and sprinted throug…

Reflecting on Buenos Aires is a little difficult. For the time I was in the city I kept trying to get out. On the weekends there were so many places I wanted to go. Throughout the week we kept doing so much with the group to see the city that I felt on my free time I should go see what else was …

Buenos Aires, we´re going to miss you!!! It seems like we´ve been here for ages, but it´s only been a couple of days and we´ve loved every minute. The bus journey to get here was a bit of a killer at 22 hours but to be honest it wasn´t as bad as we expected, there was plenty of room and in fa…

I consider myself a somewhat well traveled individual, and while I haven’t seen the world, I have seen enough to know that I want more. The biggest problem I have with traveling is overcoming stereotypes. I’ve traveled with both South Africans and Americans, and while I thought that being brand…

I think of many things when I think of my time in Argentina. I think Carne Asada with new friends and meat piled high on a sizzling iron. I think of the unique taste of Malbec trickling down my tongue. I remember the friendly faces, the endless night life, and a European flavor full of Latin spices…

I just took the 3hrs flight back to Buenos Aires. 2hrs later, I will take a night bus to another city Mendoza where it is a famous red winery. In Argentina, air flights is very cheap and compatible with the bus ticket sometimes. Coz of this, I decide to skip some cities in the south and move nort…

Arrived in Buenos Aires EZE airport.  Aerolineas Argentinas is shambolic. The Argentinians are resigned to this fact.  Upon landing they all erupt into a fit of raucous applause.  Im unsure whether this is to congratulate and thank the pilot or whether it was an expression of thankfu…

          Before I start my blog for Thursday, I just want to take the time to personally thank Luqman and Brandon for my birthday gifts. I was so touched by both of these wonderful men’s generosities. I felt like a princess with my bouquets, yes I …

So as I sit in this coffee shop, on the corner of two very European reminiscent streets, I have to ask myself: how do they do it? By 'they' I mean the Portenos of Buenos Aires, as they are so proudly called. I'm running on three hours of sleep (which brings my total for the week up to 14), too many…

            Our final day in Buenos Aires did not really include anything extraordinary. Instead we predominantly spent the day doing Luqman’s favorite activity-shopping. If there’s one thing I know about my friend, it’s that come hell or hig…