Here’s a little walking tour I did in my second week, less the directions I am afraid, (I was too busy taking pictures, avoiding traffic and gawping at buildings to jot down the street names) But I think you’ll be able to follow a similar route. I started in my own area of San Telmo, and continued for two or three hours,… Read More A walking tour of decorative details; Buenos Aires, Argentina.
I received a request from my friend Phillip in London, looking for advice, tips and recommendations on Buenos Aires, on behalf of his friend Christopher, who was travelling out to BA that very week. Naturally I obliged. Here are my thoughts for what they were worth Tip One- contrary to popular misconception, Buenos Aires is not especially cheap. Rather the opposite is true, until… Read More 10 tips of Buenos Aires, advice for a friend of a friend.
When I went for my first proper San Telmo walk 5 weeks ago, not nocturnal for once but in hard, bright sunlight, I didn’t know what to look at, the lovely old buildings, the people or th blue sky. What grabbed my attention most forcefully in the end was the Graffiti. Here… Read More Graffiti of San Telmo
Not all of San Telmo is this elegant and leafy. In truth, although I love it, some of it is pretty shattered looking. But you have to love it.
Sunday. I rise around 11.20. The France-England game is not on at the Gibraltar pub. But a couple of texts from Jules, a nice young French guy, guides me to another bar with the game on. We are a group of six watching the game, three English, two Irish, one French. I’ve nothing… Read More This is the last post, so read it last?
I realize with a pang of regret this is my last full week on Buenos Aires. As if to rub salt in the wound, on Monday the heavens open again and it rains heavily all day, for over 8 hours, without pause. This seems to be traditional for Mondays in Buenos Aires. All around the… Read More Monday to Sunday.
I’ve been in Buenos Aires a few weeks already but at last realization has dawned. I must, simply must learn the tango. It seems inevitable, after my first Sunday evening, witnessing the couples at the Glorietta de Belgrano. Better late than never, I now launch myself into the world of Tango. Oaky, perhaps “Launch” is too strong a word.… Read More Enter the Tango.