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Jul 2, 2012 - Argentina    No Comments

We’ve made it to Resistencia. Bs As wrap up.

Rather than just not posting anything, here’s some final thoughts from our time in Bs As.

Days 4 and 5 were spent much like the previous week, hanging out with M (and her sister B), visiting Art Galleries, fending off pick-pockets, enjoying the amazing view from our flat and walking around Palermo, enjoying the architecture and avoiding dog poo.  The highlight was a tour of the Teatro Colon.  It really is quite majestic.  Pictures will come up soon enough, so I’ll leave off descriptions until then.

Bs As turned out to be not too diss-similar to Sydney.  Everyone spoke english well enough, it was a big, modern city, and we could easily get lost in the annonimity of it all.  It does however have a nostalgic, romantic air about it that is lacking in Sydney.  Bs As looks back on it’s heyday wistfully, lamenting the loss of years gone by, and suffering through the corruption which is endemic in it’s governments and the lazyness which is endemic in it’s people.

There was more to see, more to do, more to enjoy, but all good things must come to an end.  So we headed for Resistencia.  As the flight prepared to land, they announced the temperature was 28 degress (at 6pm).  Welcome to the Chaco.

Jun 27, 2012 - Argentina, General    1 Comment

Arg trip: days 2 & 3 + photos.

Day 2: The day began with a very civilized breakfast (tea & toast) followed by second breakfast at a cafe.


E spent the time there sketching the view. I spent it filming her sketch!
There were LOTS of buses. (We later counted 25 heading in one direction in 15 seconds)

The afternoon was spent with our friend M. She drove us (in her diesel peugeot 504 – jealous dad?) to MALBA. Some very repressed Catholic Art + some cool contemporary stuff.

More coffee at cafe Havana in Palermo SOHO.

Ham sandwiches for dinner. E says: there are so many dogs everywhere…

Unfortunately, all that caffeine means E doesn’t sleep a wink and baby B is wired. Lots of kicking and punching, often in time to E’s heartbeat!

Day 3: Up early due to E not sleeping, so get Skype working – video call with Dad.

Quiet morning after no sleep. E makes minestrone for lunch. We check out the view from the top of our building… wow. Photos still to come.

Went with M to La Boca and Puerto Madero.






Saw the Boca Juniors stadium at a distance. (Didn’t bother taking a photo).

We knew La Boca is a bit of a rough area, but how’s this for a steering lock…

No caffeine at the cafe this time, just OJ and chips.


Drove home through peak hour… And we thought Sydney traffic was bad! Here’s a video of the traffic on our way there (this was the light traffic – ignore the audio… 😀 ).  Traffic in BA.

Jun 25, 2012 - Argentina    No Comments

Arg trip: day 1 wrap.


Trip: 20 hours, 13000 kms, 2 hours of delayed flight, one crying baby and a crazy Chinese dude tapping metal chopsticks together in each drink. E did supremely well, found her quiet zone and settled in! Biggest let down: no angry lady doing the announcements at Auckland.

First impressions: it’s strange the things that trigger memories… obviously the driving (E said “they know how to use the horn here “) is one if them. The tiles on the pavement have been the strongest yet, blast from the past right there!

Had pizza for dinner from a place that was full of metal heads…

Apartment: it’s a really lovely place! We’re both loving both the apartment and the area.  Shame about the dog poo on the sidewalk.

Jet lag: we were both awake and hungry at 3:30, so had left over pizza. Went back to bed at 5, slept in till 10!

There are supermarkets every other block here, so we popped into the closest one for some essentials. Showed E ades, maybe she’ll understand you more dad 😉

Today: caught the subte to cabildo, ran into some major Portuguese festival before heading down to the pink house.  Took obligatory photo for E’s Evita obsessed friends.  Proceeded to walk down toward the San Telmo markets.
What do you know! You know how they warn you about mustard spraying thieves? Well… they squirt mustard on you alright.  Yeah, sure, pigeons really poo that much. All the way down your back. Both your backs.  Thankfully, caught on quick enough to get E out of there. She did the right thing, just held onto her bag. Savora (argy mustard) really stinks, but we ploughed on to the markets anyway.

Markets: pretty things (E bought some), leather things (all G rated), knives (no, didn’t buy any), street performers, rhythm bands and people walking around towing eskies trying to sell you food out of them.   We had fun.  Although the stink finally got to us, so we went home to wash.

Called Mariana to find out what time church is.  Woops, it was this morning. So we went to Palermo SOHO for dinner instead. E bought a dress.

Had dinner in a nice restaurant (basically an upmarket Burger joint- own bakery, Patisserie, etc). E mentioned it was the kind of place her sister J thinks of when thinking BA eatery.

Walked home, E stopped to look at architectural features every block or so. She likes pretty buildings.

Oh, and we took a photo of a substation.  Just for you Father Richard.