La Vida Errabunda

Within two days, it was a perfect contrast of city and country life in Argentina. On Sunday, my family and I enjoyed a few of the many ferias around the city. Shopping, eating, and enjoying the summer weather (thought it's supposedly fall). A city day meant a trip to the Recoleta Cemetery, just a few blocks from my apartment. My family didn't understand why I insisted we go, until they saw the beauty of the place that holds thousands of the wealthiest Argentinian's bodies. Wyatt even enjoyed it for a while I also wanted to my family to see Eva Duarte-Peron's final resting place. Perhaps the most famous women from Argentina ever, the country still has a love affair with her, as the fresh flowers, rosaries, and prays showed on her small mausoleum. Eva's tomb Dinner meant one thing: la carne . It was time my parents experienced the legendairy (yes, that is a pun) meat. For any tourist, a necessary stop is La Cabrera. After ordering th...

Back in Argentina meant recovery time from the wild, untamed Bolivia. SLEEP. SHOWER. WARM BED. That may seem basic, but those were not existent during our trip.  The first day, after SSWb, we headed to the infamous museum with momias . Inca mummies. The Museum of High Altitude Archaeology has an entire exhibit dedicated to three frozen Incas, perfectly preserved due to the extreme cold and high altitude at Mt. Llullaillaco (22,000 feet). They were discovered in the late 1990s. It surprised us that the "Inca Trail" extends through northern Chile and Argentina, Bolivia, and Peru. Only one of the three frozen children is displayed at a time due to the religious context, respect, and controversy. It was amazingly intact- hair, teeth, and skin. Saturday was outdoor day. Salta is surrounded by beautiful mountains, so we headed for the nearby Quebrada de San Lorenzo. We decided to fill up on some delicious regional goat cheese, bread, and salami before he went. Full an...

Classes and internships started in full force this week, so Monday and Tuesday were our last free days. Commence being a tourist. However, the weather wasn't cooperating. It's been unseasonably stormy. So instead of hitting up the gardens on Monday, we went to La Casa Rosada, l a oficina de la Presidenta the office of the President. Great PR photos for the President, Cristina Fernandez The group minus Ashley We then went down Calle Florida, the place for shopping. It was insane how many stores there were, and how inflated the American products were. A four palette eyeshadow from Mac? Eighty US dollars, when it's normally $30 to $40. End of Calle Florida with Christmas decorations still up Katie and I hit up Plaza San Martin, a park/square in Retiro. Katie and I next to one of the cool trees The plaza San Martin statue We then stopped for a quick tarta caprese lunch. Tartas son muy rica tartas are very very delicious, and I would c...

Aren't cities supposed to stink? Be full of smog, smoke, and dirt? I walked down Libertad in Recoleta, and was surrounded by the sweetest smell. It was a combination of flowers, new, and summer. I was floating (or perhaps that was just the jet lag causing me to float). I had an espresso, walked through a street fair, and window shopped. All my favorite things in just one afternoon. Sightseeing in the Recoleta Cemetery Sunset view of the city from rooftop terrace The fashion? Impeccible. The women? All look the same- dark, long hair. The men? Friendlier than the women. Our apartment has an entrance like the Ritz. The apartment buildings in this area are too posh for words. Not surprisingly, there are many coiffed older women in the neighborhood. Also, professional dog walkers. View from balcony But alas, it's not completely perfect. That espresso cost three dollars. I'm still figuring out where to buy hangers. And we are pretty sure our apartment hasn...