This city was my first step into South America, so it will always have a special place in my heart. The city is huge. Take Tokyo, add more space, insanely wide roads and old japanese subway trains and there you go.
Insanely wide streets
We stayed with two guys and their cute dog Ambar. They had crazy art in their home. A deer giving birth to a fox and that kind of stuff, which apparently the one guy painted. But besides that, it was a really good place with a panaderia and fruteria just around the corner. And they always offered me coffee, which made me REALLY happy :D
A piece by BLU right around the corner where we lived. Sadly it was vandalized...
We walked a lot in Buenos Aires, but this is actually the best way to realize that the city is enormously huge. A blog in Montevideo is way smaller than a blog in Buenos Aires, so each pair of my shoes is now properly walked in. We walked through rain from museum to museum, but most of them were closed due to strike in public transportation. Apparently, it was the second time a taxi driver was shot during a short period of time, so as an act of sympathy buses did not run anymore.
Congreso National
From there the Avenida de Mayo connects the most important buildings in Buenos Aires' history. Just walking down the street, you can learn so much and realize that their easiest solution is just to kill everyone in their way.
Eva Perón facing north criticizing the rich, on the other side facing south she shows sympathy with the poor
The Pink House. It was forbidden to stay in front of the building, so the mothers of "disappeared" people just kept walking in circles to protest.
I was a bit afraid about safety and I should have been. Nothing got stolen so far, I just lost a lot of my stuff, but jumping around Tabea style in the subway at night and taking pictures is not the kind of thing you do in Buenos Aires... there are some really weird people there at night. When I was on one of the ferias by myself, one woman was actually warning me of a guy and telling me to pay more attention to my bag. We couldn't take so many pictures of the city, because in some parts and at some times of the day you just don't take out your camera. For example in La Boca, a very touristy, but colorful area! You just don't step outside these touristy streets...
Street Art is everywhere in the city. I was just a bit afraid to pull out the fancy camera, so here are just a few more impressions.
The cemetary for the richest of the rich in Recoleta is a really spooky place in the middle of the city. It got scary when thunder and rain started and it got kind of dark...
The people in Buenos Aires are called Porteños, because Buenos Aires was built around a port. That is how it became so big. And people from Uruguay actually don't like Porteños so much (it's this kind of Berlin - Hamburg rivalty). They speak a Spanish I wasn't used to: every "y" and "ll" becomes a "sh" sound, so ella becomes esha. I didn't understand a word in the beginning. It's getting better, but speaking is still a big problem. Aaaaaah, it's really frustrating. I want to hit the barrier, where it just makes click and everything becomes easier, but that is not gonna happen in six weeks.
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What is left to say? I ate a lot of delicious meat, which I never thought I would say, but wow!! Argentina can do meat! One of my favorite areas was Palermo, kind of a mix of Prenzlauer Berg and Kreuzberg with lots of boutiques, bars and clubs. Very memorable was dinner at "Club Eros", the restaurant of a soccer club, also in Palermo. Old men hanging out playing cards and watching soccer, simple interior, simple food and cheap, cheap delicous wine for a bit more than two euro a bottle.
Picture mostly taken by: Philipp Pajak
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