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 fact we had four seats rather than two and they fed us!!!! In fact we had our first taste of Argentinian steak on the bus, how´s that for service. They also put four films on , three of them in English so we were kept pretty well entertained!!!!
It was an immediate relief when we got off the bus in Buenos, the sun had got it´s hat on and was coming out to play POOP POOP PARP PARP !!!!!!!!!!
We decided to stay in San Telmo, the old cultural part of the city and found a great hostel called Ayre Portenos.
Ria gets in on the tango act
Every wall and door has a giant murals painted on it and every where you look was figures are staring down at you dressed ready for Tango.......actually that sounds a little scary but it´s not. The people are really friendly too and gave us loads of maps and info on what to do. So that afternoon we set ut for the Camino section of the city ( the tourist section where the prices are as high as the buildings !!! ) It was great when we evntually got there, always a bad mistake to walk 40 minutes in the wrong direction based on asking an Argentinian directions and trying to understand in your very limited Spanish !!!, and we spent a good hour wandering the streets , avoiding all the restaurant touts and simply watching the tango displays for free on our way past.
Diego Armando 'cheating bastard' Maradona!!!!!!!!!
The buildingshere are supposedly authentic in their bright reds, blues and greens, and if so it´s a real shame that the architecture of the rest of the city had to change. GOD HOW BORING was all that I just wrote, sorry about that if you´re still awake !!!I know I had to pinch myself when I just re read it!!!!!!!
Anyway we headed away from the high prices of Camino and stopped off at a local parillia and ordered up a steak sandwich and large cerveza, and I can safely say that it was probably the best steak sandwich I´ve ever had!!!! On the way back to the hostel we stopped off at Boca Juniors stadium for a quick look at where they taught Maradona to cheat so well, took a quick photo of his bust ( face not boobs even though judging from the last photo of how he has ballooned out he´s probably got quite a nice chest now too !!!!!! ) .
Not much else to write about from there on in, obviously the taste of beer took hold and we headed back to base , grabbed a couple of bottles of wine and some salad from the supermacado, and well to tell you the truth, got pissed!!!!
Next day, we´re up for our free breakfast of french bread, croissant, cream cheese and some brown treacelie stuff at half nine and then it´s washing time for our clothes and our bodies. Soon though we´re back out in the big bad streets of Buenos Aires , tramping around all over the place. We spent the entire day mooching around the tourist attractions of the city as well as getting lost on several occasions pretty well.
Evita's in there somewhere !!!
Don´t really know what´s happened to the built in Sat Nav but it´s definately playing up!!!! We also attempted to find Eva Peron a.k.a Evita´s grave in the cemetary and although we were there for at least an hour and must have passed it a couple of times at least, we never actually stood in front of it and went '' Wow look it's Evita what a lovely place to rest her head for all eternity " or as is probably more likely '" Oh there she is then, oh is that the time ....how about a beer then ?"
After not seeing Evita we continued on our not seeing tour of the city and missed out on the huge metal flower that opens and closes, but we did see lots of other stuff, you know cathedrals, B.
The club we strutted our stuff in !!
A art centre, more old buildings, the port where we bought our ticket to Montevideo tomorrow POOP POOP ferry and boat combo get in!!!!!!, and I'm sure we saw loads more too but to tell you the truth I canna remember captain.......
Anyway we called it a day soon after and headed back to base. We were booked into Tango classes at the hostel that evening so on the way home bought a bottle of very aptly named Peter "Ruff" Vodka to try and untangle my two left feet. We also picked up possibly the worst pizza in the world, yes I know Argentina's not exactly Rome but to be honest we didn't feel like another hot dog!!!! Anyway we left half the pizza because it was rubbish and half the vodka because we got dancin to do and headed off to class.
We're in there somewhere standing on peoples toes HA HA
Well what can I say, yep you've guessed it I was great, Ria was rubbish.............................no actually Rias was great and I just about managed to keep up. We started off walking ( I could manage that !!! ) to the music before progressing to proper steps. We practised three types of Tango before the end of the lesson then the teacher asked us if the two of us and the other two people in the class ( a german and a Canadian....not important really but meat on the bones, setting the scene..whatever ) wanted to go to this really famous Tango club down the road where tonight they had this great Tango band playing. She explained that we didn't have to dance and that the locals practise for years before hitting the floor at this club but that it would be a good experience anyway.
Off we went, Ria blagged us a discount to get in and we stayed for a couple of hours listening to the band and watching all these really professional dancers whizzing around this dark, moody, club......and then we thought what the hell and got on the dancefloor too. Well we weren't too bad and we didn't step on to many toes and what an experience!!!!!! Two hours of practise and we're dancing in one of Buenos Aires most famous clubs HONK HONK PARP PARP FRONT FRONT FRONT LEFT TURN FRONT FRONT FRONT TURN POOP POOP !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What a great night.