Buenos Aires First Steps

Sophia and I are chilling out on the roof of our hostal. It's a grey day (unlike the past two) but the streets are hot and the Spanish is flowing. Well, for Sophia anyway - my language is more of a shameful Frespanol...

So far we've been seeing the city by foot, but our tired legs are telling us that we have under-estimated the size of the city. Buenos Aires is pretty massive. Each barrio has it's own community and personality attached: leafy, posh Palermo or expenisve, glamorous Recoleta. Having said that, we walked past a great bit of graffiti yesterday telling us that even if you're leaving one barrio to go home to yours, then you've already arrived - BA is one organism.

There's colour everywhere- orange, green, blue buildings. Even parliament is pink. This is especially the case in La Boca, where we stumbled across a little village of Glastonbury-esque street performers and music. Very cool. Very Bohemian.



Paula, our kind, local portena, invited us to her place yesterday. From there, we went out to a Tango class and learnt some (really complicated!) moves. The proffesional dancers make leg crossing and backwards walking look easier than it is! Felt a bit out of place in my schoolboy daps and shorts combo next to the ladies with red-dresses, but we're told the sentiment of passion is the most important aspect. In South America, dancing is an art.

I have sampled an Argentinian steak, which brought me close to Dad's Banana and Chocolate Pancake Epiphany (p.s learnt the word for Pancake yesterday - Pancakas, or thereabouts), but there are still Empanadas to try. Luckily however, it means that lunch has been sorted for today.

There's still a lot to see - I hope all is well at home, and that the Spring weather is continuing!

My number is 1161513126. Pero no se el numero para argentina. Something like that.


Adios Amigos, Suerte!!
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