So what's all the fuss about?
Buenos Aires Travel Blog› entry 46 of 48 › view all entries
Got up early to explore the much acclaimed Buenos Aires looking forward to discovering why everyone loves this place so much. The apartment I was staying in was in the characteristic suburb of San Telmo. However even with map in hand, I couldn't get my bearings and took the wrong turn at almost every opportunity. In need of a break, called into a distinguished looking back street cafe for breakfast and discovered a gem of a sandwich - pate and roquefort - wrong in many ways but tasted fantastic. Figured out I was miles away from where I'd intended and actually closer to the main Plaza de Mayo than where I thought I was. After passing through the very affluent shopping district where tranquil pro shopping music beckons you into every shop (I only succumbed to a disposable camera), I continued onto the main plaza.
After lunch, took myself off to La Boca - a colourful district south of the centre, also famed for being the home of the (disputed) biggest football team of South America - Boca Juniors. However on arrival, the colourful streets were literally 3 adjoining streets painted bold bright colours which stood out from the norm and therefore was doing a very good job of attracting tourists with local cafes doing a very good trade. Not sure how long these streets have been painted like this, but it appeared too staged to bring some money into the area. Very nice little area which also included a house with a false balcony with characature statues of Maradona and Eva Perron waving over the passers by.
Returned to the apartment and met with with Donna, Chad, Matt and Livia to pop round to the Millhouse hostal for a further reunion with Marika, Emma, James and Stephen (also from Arequipa, Puno, Isla del Sol) for James birthday. At hostel, also met 4 Oz girls that I'd done the dune surfing with in Huacachina, Peru. Millhouse a bit of a party hostal (apparently in top 10 of South America) - probably helped by beer being so cheap. Had a good atmosphere so stayed there until 3am before time to go clubbing to a drum'n'base night. Not exactly my choice of music so sat with with Ozzy girls and chatted away the night. With 3 of them moving to UK after their travels, promised to add them to facebook but several Mojitos later, feeling worse for wear and made my apologies and left, forgetting to change details.
Woke up feeling rough and surprised to see it was 1.30pm. Quickly took paracetamol and shower which helped to feel a little better. Would have been quite happy to go back to bed but forced myself out to more sightseeing. Another scorching day and beer sweats not helping. Relaxed in the shade admiring the US congress-esque parliamentary buildings not wanting to move. However, finally continued and headed towards the affluent area of Recolata via the Aerolineas office (to get flight to Iguassu), and thankful that queueing system was "take a ticket and sit down to wait your turn system". Put sunglasses on and got 20 minutes shut eye before sorting out ticket. Starting to feel relatively normal so walked the hour to get to Recolata.
Already time to leave Buenos Aires and having seen most of the recommended sights, a strange feeling that having been utterly unimpressed by the sights on offer, really sorry to be leaving. Can't quite put my finger on why there is a draw to Buenos Aires but maybe that although there aren't the amazing sights that there are in other places, there aren't really any negatives to push you away. Definitely a European feel that kind of lulls you into a comfort zone. Regardless, went for one last trip with Donna and Chad to the oldest cafe in town (Cafe Torteloni) for the highly regarded hot chocolate (more melted chocolate in a cup) before getting taxi to Buenos Aires for my onward flight to Iguassu. With friends running out and travelling in the opposite direction, I wasnt on my own for long as a friendly Geordie lass (Clare) introduced herself at the airport and we had soon agreed to see the falls together To be continued......