Buenos Aires is bueno
Trip Start Jan 26, 2007
92Trip End Feb 06, 2008
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I am very glad to be in Buenos Aires. Buenos Aires me encanta.
Also, I am very glad to have left Brazil.
Overall, I did not fit in well in Brazil. I looked as gringo as you can get, which in retrospect probably had something to do with a lot of the high prices I paid. Let me elaborate a bit - almost everyone in Copacabana walks around with their shirt off, or at least wears sandals, or at least is slightly tan, and certainly don´t wear glasses. I wore glasses, a button-up light shirt, and had a backpack with a Canadian flag on it. My sandals didn´t stand a chance at helping me
Before speaking about Argentina, I have been asked to clarify a few terms I haphazardly used in my last post. In the early morning, I didn´t think very hard about what would or would not be understandable lingo to my readership.
Favela - the official word for the poor areas, or ´slums´ in Rio. Often found in beautiful locations, like above a beach cliff on a gorgeous hillside... very confusing.
Rave - All-night dance parties happen all over the world to electronic music, and raves are just very large all-night dance parties. Some folks think that raves necessitate drugs etc., but the one I attended just served alcohol for a price. There were probably drugs there, but not many - one of my fellow travelers tried very hard to find a small amount of weed and was unable to do so.
Fatboy Slim - one of the world´s biggest DJ´s. He has released many very popular electronic albums worldwide, and is also renowned for being a great party DJ (which he was).
Scouser - this is an English term (I think borderline derogative, but not that insulting) for a person from Liverpool, who are said to speak Scouse, their distinctive regional accent.
Now, Buenos Aires -
The flight to Buenos Aires was the second leg of a flight from London, so I walked onto a British Airways plane filled with Brits and very proper British flight attendants. A humorous and welcoming 2.5 hour break from being the outsider
Once I arrived, I felt absolutely amazing. I hadn´t seen anything yet, but from reading the guidebook and thinking a lot about actually being able to TRY to speak the language, I became very excited about BA. The city is described as sophisticated, European, safe, cheap, fun, beautiful architecture... These are things that made me interested. Also the emphasis on how delicious the steak is supposed to be (I have yet to try it... went to a Tenedor Libre - all you can eat - yesterday, but I chose poorly and went too late, so the pickings were slim).
Yesterday (when I arrived) I took a bus into town, from which a van took me straight to the hostel. this for $9, my hostel for $8.30 per night. I took a 4 or so hour stroll around the city, and let me tell you - the guidebooks don´t lie. Argentinians dress well, at least in this city. Every man wears business casual, the women are all dressed to the nines, and everyone looks extremely refined. After about 2 hours I also noticed that, even in 85 degree weather, not a single Argentinian was wearing shorts. Anyone wearing shorts was almost definitely a tourist. Today I will try to brave the heat in jeans.
Carlos, one of 7 roommates I have this time and the only one I have talked to so far, is another Chilean. Last night we talked for about 3 hours in the hostel bar downstairs. He´s in his summer break before his final year studying the equivalent of pre-law in the states. We spoke predominantly in English, since most Chileans love a chance to practice their English with a native speaker. Chileans, it seems, are friendly. I got a ton of advice and also suggested some books for him to read in English that would help him learn the language
Today I will walk around a lot more, try to expand my comfort area, and hopefully choose a good place to eat this time. Maybe I will try to go up to the top of the big-ben-like (kind of) clocktower, which is said to have good, free views. Maybe I will walk farther north or south, to Palermo the wealthy suburbs, or San Telmo the more bluecollar town of tango. There is an Irish pub that I might go patronize. I remember reading about a time in Ben Reddy´s blog where he absolutely craved a Guinness and went to find a pub... I don´t crave one, but I wouldn´t mind one in this heat.