Tim surprised me with an early birthday gift and flew me to Argentina this morning. It was an over-night flight and we got up-graded to business, so after a night of flying/sleep we hit the ground running this morning. I love Buenos Aires!! They call it the Paris of S America and does feel like that! Like a Paris you can do on the cheap while speaking Spanish– so much the better!
Today we checked into our hostel, took off on foot, visited the Presidential Palace Casa Rosado where Evita addressed the throngs from her balcony, explored the different barrios, stopped for lunch at a cafe, went to the most amazing cemetery I have ever seen (and saw where Evita is burried), toured the National Museo de Bella Artes which has some incredible masterpieces including Degas, Monet, Picasso, tons.. I wonẗ bore you.
I plan to eat a lot of beef while Iḿ here. A couple just started doing the tango behind me. Are you kidding me?
Hey! You mighta told your mom you were leaving the country!!
I didn know until the night before we left!
Something about the colors and the light and the rain looks like Madrid, no?
Not only should you tell your mom but you also need to tell me! Emily and Becky came over last night and were like, “So that’s pretty cool about Erin being in Buenos Aires.” I just blankly stared. I officially hate you:
1. for being there
2. for not notifying me
Looks amazing- can’t wait til you get back!
I was one of the lucky few (actually, I may have been the only person in the whole wide world) who knew you were going beforehand. But who’s bragging?
This is a very cool website. I was taken with the line, “to break bread with someone is one of the most intimate things you can do”. I completely agree. In fact I feel so strongly about tis that I created a website: http://www.breakbread.com
In essence it is to remind people of the pure enrichment that comes from connecting over food. Thanks for sharing.
Mike