New Zealand was fantastic but during our time there we came to realise that we missed the confusion that the randomness of South East Asia provided and were both looking forward to the challenges of travelling in South America (not to mention the cheapness). After arriving in Buenos Aires, we checked into our hostel in San Telmo and wasted no time in finding ourselves a nice little restaurant and tucked into the best steaks we’ve ever had. Delicioso! Esplendido! Fantastico! Mark was in food heaven. After dinner we headed to the Plaza and watched couples, young and old, tango the night away.
The next day we went exploring and found ourselves at one of the city’s tourist attractions, which is strangely a cemetary. Or Cementerio de la Recoleta to be precise, where narrow ‘streets’ are lined with crypts containing the remains of the city’s rich and famous. Some of the crypts were unloved, derelict and covered in cobwebs. Others were really quite grand and and some adourned with flowers like Eva Peron’s grave where Argentinians were queing for a photo opportunity. It was an interesting place to go and I’m glad we went, but I’m not sure it’s somewhere I’d want to be in the middle of the night on my own!
I hadn’t realised there would be such a big Italian influence on the food here. I’ve already been berated by my friend Hannah for eating ravioli, but pasta is on all the menus and it’s so tasty. Argentinians are also passionate about their ice cream and you can’t walk far without seeing an ice cream parlour. We’ve also discovered Dulce de Leche, a thick milky caramel spread, which Argentinians put on pretty much everything they can. Yummy. Can someone please just book me into Weightwatchers now for June?
Our first impressions of Buenos Aires is that it’s a huge, vibrant city with great restaurants, buzzing nightlife and some beautiful old buildings. Oh and did we mention the steaks? They’re to die for! We’ve felt pretty safe here too. Our hostel was great in telling us the areas to avoid and we’ve been extra security conscious with our belongings. To be honest the worst things about Buenos Aires is having to constantly watch where you step, as there’s so much dog poo on the pavements. But the people here have been so friendly and patient with our limited Spanish, so we’ll forgive them for letting their dogs poo everywhere (until we tread in some!).
Our next destination is Uruguay for a few days, but we’re back in Buenos Aires at the weekend and looking forward to doing more exploring.