After conference ended on Saturday we headed across the river on the ferry to spend a couple days in Buenos Aires. We only ended up sight-seeing for one day but we packed a LOT into that single 17-1/2 hour day. Based on the recommendation of several people we opted to do the double-decker bus tour of the city because it allows you to get on and off at will.
We left our friends' house at 7:15 Monday morning; it wasn't still dark, but almost. Taking a bus and then the subway, we ended up downtown by Café Tortoni, a Bs. As. landmark. Opened in 1858 and remodeled to its current glory in 1893, it has seen more than a few Argentine movers and shakers plus celebrities from around the world sit down at its marble-topped tables for cups of café con leche. It's a huge place, easily accommodating hundreds -- although that morning there were only fifty or so.HUGE!
[This is my kind of sight-seeing; meandering at our own pace so conversations like that are possible.]
The bus was equipped with headphones and jacks for a multitude of languages.
Hopping back on the bus we meandered around to Puerto Madero, where the ferry had docked on Saturday evening. While waiting for our friends that night we had wandered around the port area and found a great café serving loose tea (K has a passion for tea) and wonderful food. We'd been so full after dinner that night we didn't have room for any of the delicious looking desserts. So Monday we decided mid-afternoon tea and dessert at the Central Market Café was imperative.
Soledad Pastorutti and her entourage were setting up for a concert on the nearby bridge. Ivan walked over and took a few photos as they were trying out the sound system.
We had decided to catch the next-to-last bus from Puerto Madero but discovered that the police had blocked off the street where we were supposed to catch it, since that was right by the concert venue. Not sure what to do, we waited (and waited and waited and waited) on that corner until we saw the bus a block away and ran to catch it.
And then we just sat in traffic for well over an hour. Going nowhere, along with all those flooding into the area for the concert. Traffic was at a virtual standstill. After an hour inching along one city block, the driver finally made it to the corner and turned the only way he could to get away from the traffic jam. We figured he'd just forego the rest of the tour since it was so late but, no, we did it in the dark. It did give us a good idea of where things are located though, for future visits to the city. Some day we'd love to visit the botanical gardens, the zoo, and the art museum.
Anyway, it was well after nine by the time the tour ended and by then the tea and dessert were but distant memories. Not being familiar with the city, we wandered up and down streets looking for a place to eat. It took a while to find a place serving more than sandwiches. We're used to slower service and a meal stretching out for a couple hours, but we told our server we had time issues. He still took a sweet forever. Ivan normally has the patience of Job but even his wore thin that night.
It was 11:30 p.m. before we made it back over to the subway, only to discover it had closed for the night.
Downtown. 11:30 p.m. Over an hour from where we were staying with missionary friends.
Let me say I was so thankful for my fluent biligual husband! He was able to find out an alternative way home using the bus system, which took longer but did eventually get us back to our friends' house. At 12:45 a.m. Tuesday morning.
Loooooooong day. But a very good one, with lots of photos and memories.
Including this big green shoe. No particular reason to take this photo except it amused me.