Hi there, dear readers.
This past week really marked the start of my venturing out and doing some major sight-seeing. I went out to Plaza de Mayo and the el Obelesco areas with my friend and just explored all the buildings there. They really are stunning: past their grand architecture, the history or purpose behind these structures is even more remarkable.
I once heard this saying that tourists/travelers know a place better than its residents. I’m definitely beginning to see how that’s true, especially given how many tours, etc., are offered at each main attraction of Buenos Aires.
After this, my friend and I meet with some more of our friends, multiplied, flourished–however you want to put it–and then went out to the Puerto Madero area. This is an extremely beautiful place, and was especially nice to see at night. It’s one of the main ports in Buenos Aires, and also features some very important landmarks, such as “Puente de la Mujer,” which is a bridge designed to look like a woman’s legs as she dances tango.
Here are some peculiarities about Buenos Aires and its culture in general. First, contrary to the very deceiving maps of Argentina, the closest beach to Buenos Aires is no less than 4 hours away. Moreover, the women here are incredibly well-maintained, and also exude very classic feminine attributes. Dogs are rampant in this city, but are somehow as well-behaved as humans. In fact, people rarely have them on leashes, and it is completely normal–and I would say even seemingly encouraged–for dogs to relieve themselves on the sidewalks. Also, time is a very paradoxical topic in Buenos Aires. In several ways, the people here seem like they’re attempting to complete marathons when crossing streets, yet they literally take hours to sit down to eat or drink. There are barely any “to-go” options here, and even fast food chains are adorned to cater to higher quality tastes in terms of food and atmospheres. Moreover, unless you hail your waiter or waitress down like a cab, you would never get your check, as it’s customary for people to sit, chat, and order teas, coffees, and pastries following a meal. Furthermore, Argentines, at least those in Buenos Aires, do not have a true distinct look, the way that Brazilians, etc., do. To add, each Argentinian seems to attempt to make a profit out of sales as if it were as as opportune as drawing breath. Whether they’re sitting on the road, behind a stand, on a street corner, on the subway, or on the train, merchants are everywhere, and they can be the most common of people.
Well, this past weekend we also had a two-day vacation for the national holiday of Carnival, so my friends and I went on our first “real” traveling experience. We planned a short trip to Uruguay, wherein we would see Punta del Este beach, Casa Pueblo (a very famous castle-like art museum which overlooks the Atlantic and several cliffs), and Jose Ignacio (a small former fishing town which featured a beautiful lighthouse and beach). We took a one-hour ferry and a four-hour bus to get there–which were pretty enjoyable to me–and stayed at a nearby hostel. All in all, it was an amazing weekend.
I cannot wait to keep seeing and doing more, whether in Buenos Aires, Argentina, or South America.