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Argentina, a proud Country with a strong history.
If there’s one word that could sum up the highlight of my stay in Argentina it would be… FOOD. The food is absolutely amazing, and people definitely fill the restaurants every night.
Aside from the food, I found Argentina to be one of the most culturally rich Countries I’ve visited. This is especially true in Buenos Aires. Visiting the La Boca district (the home of the Tango), Puerto Madero, and Palermo Hollywood, it’s clear that Buenos Aires is also a city that never sleeps. With so much to see and do, why would it?
To cap it all off, there is also an impressive cemetery in the heart of Buenos Aires you can visit, if you’re into dead people. Well, I’m not particularly fascinated by the departed, but the flight attendant absolutely insisted that I visit the Cementerio de la Recoleta. Since it was only a few blocks from my hotel, I decided to see what all the fuss was about. I’m still not sure if it was worth the visit, but judging by the pictures in the gallery you can decide for yourselves and let me know!
I can’t wait for my next visit to Argentina. Having seen the big city, I’m keen to find my way to the country side next time.
Sunset in downtown Buenos Aires.
So juicy, so tasty, it's hard not to pack on the pounds in Buenos Aires.
The wonderful sidewalks of Puerto Madero... Wonderful because that's where the great steak houses of Buenos Aires are located.
Anyone thirsty? What better way to wash down your juicy, tasty, medium-rare piece of culinary utopia?
Didn't know you could "pimp my bus" in Buenos Aires!
The Pink House. Argentina's equivalent of the White House, but with a sense of humor. Apparently, it originally became pink because it was painted in part with cow's blood to protect the walls against humidity.
RIght side up.
Puerto Madero is magical, particularly at night.
Crane, operator of the stars.
The lovely colors of La Boca, Buenos Aires.
Downtown La Boca on a cold winter's day, before the tourists, before the merchants, before the music, it's a wonefully eerie place to be. It almost feels like a post apocalyptic alice in wonderland.
La Boca is a ghost town until the shops open up.
Fiore, Ti Amore!
Some morning tea for you?
Take the sugar pack you filthy animal!
Tha Artentinian Tango Embrace. Love it!
Argentina. Loud and proud.
The Obelisc in Plaza de Republica, Buenos Aires.