Buenos Aires

Been a while, I know. I'm pretty terrible at keeping up with this thing. I've been working at Turning Point Hostel since February and it has been fantastic. The owners are from Ohio so it's nice to sit around and make fun of/reminisce about the midwest with them. Living and working in a hostel is a great way to make friends, even though most of them have to leave as soon as you really start to hit it off. That's what Facebook is for, I guess. And it helps me get places to stay and people to hang out with on my trips.

Recently I took a solo trip to Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina. "Paris of the south" as some call it. The deals were to good to pass up. I got a train ticket for 96 pesos round trip, that's about $20. It was a long and not very confortable ride (17 hours), but it was worth the difference in price. Buses are about 350 pesos and get there in about 10 hours. I was also able to swing a deal with a hostel there, the owner of my hostel called a friend over there and worked out a deal where volunteers and staff from each hostel can stay at the other for free. So my biggest costs were food and transportation in the city. Not too shabby.

I got there on a Thursday and after taking a nice long nap (sleep was near impossible on the train), I went to the Plaza de Mayo (the main square, also home to the Casa Rosada, the house of the presidenta) to meet up with a friend I had met during my first weekend working at the hostel. We wandered around the centro a bit, then grabbed a couple cans of beer and strolled over to Puerto Madero, a fancy part of town where the Puente de la Mujer (bridge of the woman) is found. See the first two photos below.

The next day I went exploring with a Swiss girl I met at the hostel I was staying at. We took the subway to Palermo, another fancy schmancy neighborhood, with lots of hip cafés and plazas. We went to the Julio Cortázar plaza where they had an artesanal fair going on, then had some smoothies at a café overlooking the plaza. From there we went to the botanical garden and walked around for a bit before heading home. Photos 3 and 4.

Saturday during the day I went exploring on my own. I decided to walk from my hostel, located near San Telmo, to Recoleta, about 30, 40 blocks away. I stopped at a few places along the way, including El Ateneo bookstore, a bookstore that is located inside an old theater and includes a café on the stage. Everything of course was way overpriced, sort of like barnes and noble, it was just a place to go browse for a while. Books are actually really cheap in Buenos Aires and it's common to exchange books at the stands they have set up in all the plazas. From there, I arrived at Recoleta to meet up with a friend from Córdoba who just happened to be in Baires leading around a tour group. Once he got the group to the airport he had a few hours to kill before his bus left so we met up and had a few artesanal beers and went to the feria they have on the weekends in Recoleta. We shopped around for gifts but didn't find anything so we just found a spot in the grass to sit and listen to some jazz music. And before leaving we walked to some bridge to take a couple of tourist shots. Photos 5, 6 and 7.

Saturday night I went to a club in San Telmo, one of the traditional colonial neighborhoods of Baires, with two sisters who had stayed at my hostel. Good time, nothing special. San Telmo is probably my favorite área in Buenos Aires.

I love San Telmo so much that I returned on Sunday to their arts and antiques fair, where I wound up letting the music guide me, in the sense that I had no direction, I just followed the sounds of music. Lots of street tango groups, dancers, folk musicians, and finally I wound up wandering into a cultural center that was half jail museum, half future site of the Mercedes Sosa cultural foundation. Meat. After that I met up with another friend from my first weekend at the hostel, I went to her apartment for mate and alfajores and afterwards we walked around the fair again and found some cool graffiti. Photos 8-12.

And finally, on my last day, I returned to San Telmo for a nice café and breakfast, then went to Parque Rivadavia, where I exchanged a book for my colombian roommate here in Córdoba. Then back to San Telmo with the Swiss girl and that was that. It was time for another 17 hour train ride. The rest of the photos are from that last day.

So now I'm back in Córdoba, but not for much longer. I'm leaving at the end of next week to go to Santiago de Chile where I will catch a flight to Bogotá on the 15th. I'll be in Colombia for a month, then back to Córdoba. There will definitely be some more blog posts coming soon.