Buenos Aires Beginnings

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On our balcony
Once we were dropped off at the bus terminal we cleaned up a bit in the bathroom and tried to find a taxi that would take us to our Hostel.  We did and it was a pretty nice ride.  The taxi driver was really friendly and interested in learning about the plans of these two little gringitas.  At first Buenos Aires looked more "Latin American" than Santiago.  Its kind of hard to explain what that means... but I heard that Buenos Aires was very European and what I was seeing from the taxi wasn't exactly screaming Europe.  But I was loving it and couldn't wait to see what our Hostel was like.  I found it on Hostelbookers.com and from the website it looked pretty cool.
On our roof
  It was called Hostel Palacio and was only $7 a night per person.  It was really centrally located.. only a few blocks from Plaza de Mayo and la Casa Rosada (literally "the Pink House"... the argentine version of the White House). 

We finally arrived to the hostel and said goodbye to our taxi driver.  Once in the downtown I realized why people say Buenos Aires is so European looking.  It really resembles a mix of Paris and New York City.  We entered the building and took a fabulously vintage elevator (the kind that's cage-like and you have to close the door) to the top floor.  We rang the bell and a rasta looking guy answered the door.  We told him we had reservations and he let us in.  We checked into our room and got a little tour of the place.
Madres de la Plaza de Mayo
  It was such a nice hostel.  We had a beautiful balcony that faced the street and gave us a view of the Plaza.  There was also a roof that we could use as well as a nicely decorated patio.  We had got a good one.  We did share the room with this random American who was a bit wierd but harmless nonetheless.  All in all this was looking like a good trip.

Sara's old roommate in Santiago, Eric, was now in Buenos Aires and because he is one of the coolest most unique people we've met... it was our goal to find him.  We called him at his hostel and made date to meet later that day in Plaza Mayo.  When we went to go meet him, it took awhile.  During our search for Eric, we realized the Mothers of the Plaza de Mayo were organizing on this very day.
Las Madres
  These mothers had their children taken from them during the dicatorship and come to the Plaza (I'm not sure how often) in protest.  This has been going on since the 70s so it was quite moving to say the least, to see these women there, crying, and still asking, where are their children.  After observing the Mothers for a bit, we were getting a bit worried we wouldn't find Eric and that would have really put a damper on the trip.  But then Sara spotted this American white guy sporting a faded Tupac shirt and we knew we had found him.  We had a little cheesey reunited moment and then we were off.

We took the Sub-t to a rock festival that was going on in another part of the city and walked around for a bit.  Eric seemed to be enjoying himself and even had to guts to say he liked Buenos Aires better than Santiago (what blasphemy!!).
Rock Festival
  After the rock festival we went to go have some coffee (because Sara's an addict) and then parted ways and decided to meet up later that night at Eric's Hostel.  Me and Sara wondered around a bit looking for something to eat.  We settled on a restaurant close to our hotel which proved to be DELICIOUS!  One thing I can say about Argentina is that food is almost always good and CHEAP!  My kind of town.

After our dinner we got dressed to go find Eric.  We new where his hostel was and which stop on the Sub-t to get off on so we figured we were golden... oh yet another assumption.  We got off at the right stop but unfortunately went in the exact opposite direction of where we should have gone.  We ended up wondering through Constitucion, one of the notoriously bad areas of Buenos Aires, and we could tell due to the random prositutes and sketchy guys we saw drinking on the corner, trying to get us to join them.
Out for dinner
But Eric had told us earlier that day that he had saw a man get shot a few blocks from his hostel a week earlier so we figured these characters weren't so out of place.  Fabulous.  Me and Sara had done it again.  What a team.  And the funny thing was despite the prostitutes and sketchy people we were still convinced we were close!  Oh what a Wellesley and Smith College education has given us!! 

Finally, about an hour later, we made it to Eric's Hostel. But of course no one was there and we were stuck outside.  We kept ringing the bell and no one was answering.  Thankfully some people from the hostel had came home and when we asked for Eric, the directed us to a nearby club where most members of the Hostel still were.  This time we found our way easily and got to the club.  And there was Eric.  After telling him why it took us so long to reach him, he felt pretty bad for leaving the hostel; he had thought we ditched him.  We partied the night up, drank a bit and then headed back to Eric's hostel.  We played some cards there and Eric and I had an interesting debate over who was the better rapper, Biggie or Tupac (and of course I won beacuse Tupac is clearly more talented).  After a bit Sara and I were exhausted so we headed home and promised to go out with Eric again the next night.
bok673 says:
You have a great write up about Chile and Buenos Aires, but end it with 2Pac....blah!
Posted on: Jun 18, 2008
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On our balcony
On our balcony
On our roof
On our roof
Madres de la Plaza de Mayo
Madres de la Plaza de Mayo
Las Madres
Las Madres
Rock Festival
Rock Festival
Out for dinner
Out for dinner
1,112 km (691 miles) traveled
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