Beautifully Beefy Buenos Aires
Buenos Aires, A cow walked into a bar, we ate him...
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| Selfies at the Pink House |
We spent a week in Buenos Aires, unfortunately
we had very bad jet lag, and slept through the whole first day.
Unintentionally, completely, unintentionally, just shut my eyes for ten minutes
after our morning alarm and it was 4:45pm. Whoops.
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| Cabildo in Plaza De Mayo |
We spent a bit of time in the Plaza De Mayo, saw the pretty pink government building, visited the old church on the corner; which were alright, but nothing special. Then we looked at the white building that
was one of the first buildings, or government buildings, there was some history
there. Apparently England invaded, could tell from the red and white uniforms
in the paintings. We are greedy aren't we. It's quite strange to think that the
'history' of these places is only about 200-400 years old, to be fair when we
went to Uruguay some of the early settlements
were from the late 1600. Nevertheless
nothing is that old. Most things look like an old French/Spanish town, tall
buildings with little balconies decorated with detailed iron patterns on it and then stuffed full
of people's homegrown vegetation.
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| The Altar at the Cathedral, Annoyingly it is actually misaligned, not just in the photo. |
They seem to be quite pro-dogs, there was barely
a cat to be seen. Quite a lot of dog poo through all over the streets.
Particularly when we walked to the local football stadium to have a beer and
bite with the locals watching their team play Barcelona. The stadium was painted
vivid blue and yellow, from its Swedish heritage. The 'chocolate box' as its
called, due to it's strange shape, illuminates the street and it much a foretaste for the La Boca round the
corner.
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| A Bar in La Boca |
La Boca, is a block of multi coloured
houses, that apparently used to belong to ship painters. The painters used
to use the leftover paint on their houses, but of course never having enough
their houses were all different colours as seen in the pictures below. Today the street is very much a tourist
gimmick, I would be surprised if anyone actually still lived there. Now there
are restaurants and shops selling fridge magnets and postcards in abundance.
Even 'dancers' who will wear 50s style clothing and have their pictures taken
with you, in a slightly dancy poses. Having seen a few women nearly topple over
getting their leg up on this dancy bloke I wasn't keen to try. It kinda
reminded me of this 'Melvis' or Elvis impersonator that used to play at a bar I
worked in a few years ago. Bit old bit cringy, but thankfully no flying
underpants.
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| The colourful houses in La Boca |
Unfortunately, I was a bit under the weather, so
we spent a lot of time chilling out. I know, I know what you're thinking eating
right. Well, a bit, we have eaten a few empanadas. They are a bit like pasties, but different, although in Mexico they do have a Paste, a Welsh/Spanish fusion
snack. Come on you Bake Off fans, can you remember? These pasties (UK ones) have
been used for years by miners and mining communities as a good source of food
for lunch in the pits.You would cook 'em up in the morning using left over stew
etc, then store them some where warm on your body (hopefully not the pant
department, though I've heard rumours) then you would bite the top of the
pastry off and eat your hot stew/meat inside and throw the rest of the pastry
away. Now, some time ago some Welsh miners were commissioned to help Mexican miners to mine with similar techniques, which started a community of
Welsh speaking Mexicans.
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| Olivia's Empanada (Mistake from Wellington finally fixed) |
Originally I thought this was a food throughout South America called
empanadas, a pastie but with Spanish flavours. But it turns out that it's only Mexico, empanadas are more likely from other parts of Europe. They're pretty yummy. Good idea
stolen.
For the rest here's a little rhyme:
Why whine when the wine is cheap,
Why not drink it with steak in a heap,
Dulce de leche, to wash it all down,
Why not another wine to ease that frown,
And when the midnight hunger begins to bite,
An empanada, will make it alright.
See some other posts
- Overview
- European Ecstasy
- Adventures in Asia
- Pacific Paradise
- Southern South American Splendour (including a preview of Iguazu)
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