When I went to Ciudad Vieja on a Sunday, I felt lost. It seemed abandoned. A few places were open, like the Teatro Solis, but there were so few people on the street that I was disappointed. What a difference it made to go there the next day, on a Monday. It was bustling, compared to the day before, but there were pockets of emptiness, especially around the Puerto del Mercado.
After spending the morning in Colonia, took a bus to Montevideo through the Uruguayan countryside. Lots of open space and agricultural activity. Arrived in Montevideo around 5 in the afternoon (a 3 hour bus ride), and decided to walk around the area.
One of the sights and things to do in Colonia is climb the Lighthouse, El Faro. It was one of those pyramid things, a physical challenge that brings you to a stunning view. If I did nothing else, I knew I would have to do this.
While I was having my cafe' and media lunas, right by the restaurant I was at last night, beside me there was the sound of percussion and then I saw a woman and man dancing in period costume. Wow, that was a treat.
Other sights that day. Very nice, quaint town.
Getting to Uruguay from Buenos Aires is so easy, only an hour on the ferry. When you check in, they put you through a very easy immigration procedure. We took the ferry to Colonia. Not only is it a closer point than Montevideo, and therefore a shorter ride, it is more importantly a UNESCO world heritage site.
We took a 3:00 pm ferry to Colonia, Uruguay, so we had the day in Buenos Aires. This really cute cafe, En El Nombre de Postre, was right around the corner. How's this for breakfast? Media lunas and macaroons.
On to Uruguay!
We had found out that on Thursdays, the Madres and Abuellas of the Plaza de Mayo hold a march to continue to call attention to injustices at home and in other places in the world. The week before, it was in the news that they called attention to the "disappearances" of the student teachers in Mexico.
As I mentioned in my previous post, we were given Guillermo's name by a Honolulu tango enthusiast as someone we should look up in La Boca. We were so glad that we did. One tango lesson, and we're hooked.
I took these photos of street art that was on our route to the subway station. One of the first impressions I had of Buenos Aires was how much graffiti was everywhere, but I got used to it after a while. But I do believe it is a sign of some social unrest that has yet to be resolved. I love how these paintings cover up some of the graffiti. Like saying, there's better ways, people. I heard there is a tour of BA street art. If I ever go back, I want to take that tour.
One of the "must-sees" seems to be the Recoleta Cemetery, where Evita's crypt can be found.
Instead, we went to a modern shopping center called the Alto Palermo. I didn't buy much, but did find this CD called Memphis La Blusera, which the cab driver from the night before was playing. I liked it and asked about it.
We returned to La Manger, the tapas place we had found on the first day. Later, on our walk back to our apartment, we found this place, Simplemente Palermo. The waiter there was raised in Orlando Florida, was Columbian, and spoke perfect English. We weren't that hungry, but really had to use the bano. So we just had this snack of empanadas, with some wine, of course.
Through Trip Advisor, I had found a "Pay-What-You-Want" tour of the city. I chose this over the "free" tours because they did require a reservation so that they had a sense of how many people would be coming. Seemed more organized. There were also other very pricey tours, priced in US dollars. Ours turned out to be an excellent choice.
I have traveled quite a bit, and am using this page to record some memories. Travel is a wonderful education, expanding your view of the world, of other cultures, of the beauty of diversity.