The Long Hot Good Friday
Not much to report. We walked around. It was a great day but didn`t involve any culture or sport or shopping. The only crisis was that my laptop died, probably from the heat–I was on the roof, surfing–and ever since…
Searching for a Pith Helmet
So during our morning in San Telmo we spent a few hours antiquing. The best antique market ever. Ever! I’m not so much about the chandeliers and crystal and jewellery and furniture, of which there was plenty, including some egregious…
Government, Slums and the New Rich
The Casa Rosada, or red house, once Argentina`s White House View from the balcony where Madonna, er Evita Peron, made her famous speeches Interior Courtyard (one of many) We did a tour of the Casa Rosada. The…
Closed Door Dining
Our left luggage was in the room, waiting for us. We unpacked, organized, and took off for a dinner at Casa Saltshaker. Buenos Aires has a tradition of what they call “closed door” restaurants; these can be nightly or irregular…
Chasing Waterfalls
Two days in Iguazu, nothing about the (silly lyrics but extremely catchy) TLC song… SS got up as if it was a workday: 6:30! Just over an hour later we were in a cab to EAP, one of two…
Exercise Caution
Um…maybe you should see someone about that? Again with the clouds and remnants of rain. But I’ve wised up. SS said I’d be sorry to not bring a jacket but by early afternoon it was 23 although hotter with…
Day of the Dead
Fall. Last of the jacaranda. What a spectacular gorgeous day. Clear blue sky. And so darn hot! I had to sunscreen my head to avoid burning in those pesky spots where the hair has stopped reproducing… We took a lovely…
Iron Chef Battle: El Baqueano vs. Mocoto
That’s the high end restaurant. Seriously. Ten course dinner at El Baqueano. You say it like it’s written. But first, the cab ride. It was way, way, way far away, in San Telmo, the other side of the centre,…
A Day at the Opera
The Papal flag outnumbers the Argentinian flag about two to one right now Old meets new. It’s a motif… Obelisco, the “iconic eyesore.” Next on Gregor’s list for English Bay? The one on the left is dreaming In…
Our Promise: Not to have our first meal at a parrilla
Hatted maneki-neko Day one: Despite a decent arrival time, the luggage and customs and finding our driver then a 55 minute drive to the hotel took up a chunk of the afternoon. Our hotel is nestled on a narrow…