Buenos Aires is a puzzle, a little infuriating and can be a challenge. That said, some of that was bought on by some school boy errors as we set out on an exploration of Buenos Aires. No map … how on earth we made that basic principle mistake I am not sure. On Google it seem oh so straight forward…. but as experience has shown, one wrong turn, and you are buggered. I like getting lost in a new city, but this was taking it a bit too far.
We somehow managed to miss the subway system, despite walking for ages, and ages and ages. As we got more frustrated we asked for help, but no one spoke English, with taxi drivers, we might have well as been speaking Swahili.
Eventually, after sun burn and blisters we made it to the Recoleta Cemetery, which is where Evita Peron is buried, and where the site contains 4691 vaults that of which a number have been proclaimed National historical monuments.


Along the way Buenos Aires has several pretty parks that line the walkway, and seems to be the place for dogs, with several off leashes and roaming around. As we walked miles and miles and miles we found some nice views, but nothing that made you sit up and take notice. Buenos Aires is referred to as the Paris of South America, but I have to say I don’t see it.

The food and restaurants, similar to Lima, have been terrific. Everywhere we have eaten has been good food. From the Bullrich Cafe in Palermo, the brilliant Almacen & Co, the fine Morelia, and we are still searching for more…with 1000s upon 1000s of potentials it is really hard to try to narrow it down. The last couple of nights we have just gone to a different parts of Palermo and chosen a place that we liked the look of. Each time that has worked out tremendously.

During the day further explorations led us to La Boca, which is quirky part of town that is also the home to the famous soccer team, Boca Juniors. Their home of La Bombonera is a traditional old stadium that has you just wanting to go to a game there.

The area of La Boca is neighborhood of the capital with a strong European flavor, and La Boca means ‘the mouth’, being that is is at the mouth of the river. With it’s cobble stones and colorful houses it is a bit of a tourist trap as home to the tango, but a stroll through was good as we have not seen this before.


Heading back to Plaza de Mayo brings the center of Buenos Aires that comes via the interesting San Telmo… the main square is flanked by impressive buildings and is a hub of political life in Argentina and provides constant activity at all times of the day.

There will be more tomorrow as we explore museums, parks and palaces and maybe just a little bit of soccer thrown in 🙂

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