Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Argentina


 I’m feeling strangely about my time spent in Argentina. I don’t feel like I accomplished anything, or saw much of anything either. I sound like such a “travel snob” (in the words of Justine Wronowski).

I spent almost my entire time in the city of Buenos Aires. BA was extremely large and extremely overwhelming. We had to take taxis everywhere, and I was never able to grasp the layout of city or the ability to navigate it on my own. Despite some minor disappointments, I still had a great time with my great friends.

The first day a group of us wandered off of the ship to explore. Our first stop was the Theatro de Colon. I didn’t go on the tour, but I would love to eventually attend a show there. The ceiling is inlayed with 14 carat gold! Then we went to the Casa de Rosa (Pink House). It’s the equivalent of our White House except that you can get a heck of a lot closer.


After that, we attempted to travel to the best ice cream shop in the world according to National Geographic. On the way, we stopped at probably the only vegetarian restaurant in the entire country. (We weren’t aware it was vegetarian.) Basically, the number one thing people told us to eat was MEAT. Epic fail on our part. This fail was an uncanny preview of how the rest of our stay there would pan out.

After a subway ride and about an hour-long walk, we come across the address to the ice cream shop. It is here that we read the plaque commemorating the shop, which had moved 30 minutes away in 2010. So we settled for some ice cream about 2 blocks down the road.

That evening we set out for a lovely meal. We would finally consume this incredible meat that everyone was ranting and raving about. I’m not much of a red meat-eater, but I felt like I couldn’t not eat it. Everyone was correct – the steak was incredible. I had these medallions wrapped in lomo (bacon) with grilled vegetables. Yum. We also had delicious empanadas and cow tongue (!!) for an appetizer. It was tasty but strange. You just can’t think about it.

The next day was another strange one. We set out to attend either a soccer game or a polo match but none of which we could find reliable information on. We had heard that they were going on, but no reliable sources existed to get us to an exact location at an exact time. So we walked around a whole bunch more, grabbed some lunch, and then did some shopping. Recoleta is the main market district in the city, and it is awesome. There are probably 200 stands were people are selling their art or their jewelry and other goods. My wallet took a beating that day.


That night we went to a professional tango show. Despite now being able to understand the singing numbers, it was awesome. The dancers were amazing! Argentinean Tango is much more passionate and sexual than the U.S. or International version you’d see on “Dancing with the Stars.” It was just so great.

The third day we joined up with some other friends and headed to Zoo Lujan. At this particular zoo, you were able to pet the animals however exotic they were. We’re pretty sure they like drug the lions and tigers (not the baby ones) so they’re super sleepy, and despite my feelings on what they do, it was still really freaking cool. We fed elephants, pet the large cats, and then held the baby ones.


That evening we all went out for some famous Argentinean pizza. It was incredible! Easily the best pizza I’ve ever had.

The last day in Argentina we wanted to go to a polo match. Like almost everything else we had planned to do in this port, it just didn’t work out. We spent the morning attempting to meet up with Ashley’s roommate from home, and after hours of wandering around train and bus stations, we finally found her! We then went to the neighborhood of La Boca which is most known for it’s brightly painted buildings. It was a really neat area with a ton of outside restaurants, performers dancing tango in the streets, and souvenir shops. We grabbed some lunch, walked around, and then headed back to make on-ship time. 

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