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South America Catchup Post #3: Photos from Buenos Aires

The next installment of photos comes from the magical city of Buenos Aires. Of all the cities I visited in South America, Buenos Aires was the only one in which I thought I could conceivably live. La Paz was friendly and cool but manic and slightly broken. Cusco was charming and mysterious, but slightly too “gringo trail” to settle down in. Lima? Well let’s not go there. But B.A. was the essence of cool, even as it was desperately hot at times. The Porteños were all style and attitude, but knew how to let their hair down. The food was ace (as long as you weren’t a vegetarian) and the rambling and crumbling barrios of San Telmo and Palermo just begged for a long series of lazy days’ explorations on foot, with frequent rest stops at the ever-present sidewalk cafés. Even the over-touristed bits like La Boca had a certain style to them. I was fortunate never to come face to face with the infamous criminal elements, and I never felt unsafe – though to be sure I wasn’t brandishing the SLR around willy-nilly…

La Boca


San Telmo & Centre

To see all the Argentina photos you can click through on the slideshow below:

South America Catchup Post #2: Iguazu Falls, Argentina

Sure, I may have one little tiny blog post from the day with one measly photo and a Youtube video (albeit exciting) but I never got round to showing off some of the other shots I got at the mighty Iguazu Falls National Park in northern Argentina back in December.

Well, there’s no time like the present:

and lest I forget, this is the hard living we had to do when we weren’t out exploring the falls…

More to come very soon.

Some photos from Buenos Aires

While I am stuck in Santa Cruz airport with no money, telephone or guaranteed escape plan, but still possessing all-important WiFi and a full-ish netbook battery, I thought I would point out a few of the photos I took in Buenos Aires over the last week.

Mercado de San Telmo

"For Love, Use a Condom" (San Telmo)
I think the texture on this wall and the way it adds depth to the mural that would otherwise have looked flat. Fantastic!

La Boca- Laundry
Much as I tried to despise the obvious faked up nature of "El Caminito" (read: tourist trap) I had to admit I still relished the opportunity to photograph the bright primary-colour houses littering the area. 

More of my Buenos Aires photos can be found here: 

Under pressure

It's 6:45AM. I have just returned to my hotel room. In 45 minutes a car comes to take me to the airport. Is this enough time to shower, finish packing, and check out? It had better be. Bolivia here we come!

A simple plan

As I write this we are on our way from Pierce and Laura’s wedding in Quilmes to the reception at some unknown place 40km away. The reception starts at 10pm. My flight to Bolivia is exactly 12 hours later. I am sure there is a flaw with this plan, but I can’t put my finger on it.

Diet? What diet?

I am just sitting down to lunch at La Brigada, meant to be one of the top parillas (grills) and therefore best steaks in Buenos Aires. Salivating already!

Returning to Buenos Aires

Had a somewhat chilled morning yesterday after my failed attempt to enter Brazil, wherein I decided that paying 150 US was not worth it for a 2 hour visit. Ah, the joys of being a Yank abroad!

So we made do with a bit more poolside lounging at the excellent Iguazu Jungle Lodge before heading into town to catch our bus. A slight detour to the best pizzeria in town, where we ordered large pizzas so we’d have leftovers for the bus. Our previous experience of the onboard dinner (mystery meat, vegetables an abomination of nature) suggested this was a rational course of action.

Here followed (and continues) another largely comfortable first class 16 hour bus ride through the night, only this tme punctuated – 5 times – by Gendarmaria Nacional checkpoints, where serious looking men with fatigues and guns would conduct a serious looking but impotent search, one assumes for dodgy drug mules, but why dodgy drugs types would choose to smuggle on the first class bus is a mystery. In any case soon we will be returning to BA and then back to Quilmes for what is sure to be a whirlwind day with Pierce and Laura’s civil ceremony and the attendant festivities.

Grand tour of Iguazu Falls

I am far too exhausted to give a proper account of today’s excitement in Iguazu Falls, but I can say I have not seen a more impressive natural wonder in a long old time. Just waterfall after stunning waterfall, stretching off into forever. Not only did we walk all over the national park, not only did we see (and photograph) the multitude of different waterfalls and rapids, but we took the seemingly obligatory boat ride which culminated in us getting drenched at the base of the falls, a true thrill. More to come…

In the lap of (jungle) luxury

After a surprisingly-comfortable and well-rested 15-hour overnight bus journey from Buenos Aires, we arrived in Puerto Iguazu, a rough and ready little town where locals and tourists seem to intermingle freely. 

We are staying in a very swish joint called the Iguazu Jungle Lounge just on the edge of town. Our jaws all dropped when we saw the huge and irresistible swimming pool, but our eyes all popped out of our heads when we saw our "cabana", a 2-floor epic of a house with views out into the jungle and the Rio Iguazu beyond. We wasted no time hitting the pool and no sooner had we arrived than the sun came out to greet us, along with a 2-foot tiger-striped lizard who loped across the far side of the pool as if to remind us that, gin and tonics or not, we were in the jungle. 

So a rest day today, going to take it easy before the adventure of Iguazu Falls tomorrow…

All good in Argentina

Just a quick one to say that the temporary trauma of the flight is over (short version: never ever ever fly Iberia long haul) we were welcomed to Quilmes, a suburb of Buenos Aires, by Pierce, the groom-to-be. Driven in past slums and stray dogs to a posh barrio to a house next to a thumping nightclub. Fortunately a few beers in Quilmes at some surprisingly lively and cosmopolitan bars meant that when we got back home we fell asleep instantaneously and I literally slept through the apocalypse. Woke this morning to the clip clop of horse and cart ambling past the house. Chilling day today, maybe go into BA centre later on before catching our 16 hour bus up north to Iguazu. Hopefully post a photo or two when i next have internet access.

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