Buenos Aires

This entry could also be called “Killing Time”

After a couple of days of luxuriating at the Hilton and the Executive Lounge, we decided to hit the sight-seeing trail.

We walked all over. The streets are manic with crazy drivers and hurried courageous pedestrians. The sidewalks and streets, no, I think you could say the infrastructure is in much need of attention, but this is no different than any of the latin towns we’ve visited…except for our favorite, Cartagena.

We really like taking the tourist buses that you can hop on and off during the day in the various cities we visit to get a good overall idea of the layout of the city. Since the city is pretty large and broken in to districts called Barrios (which I always thought only meant slums or shandy towns), we were able to get off if we wanted to walk around or go see something in these further out districts instead of taking a taxi or the subway. There’s also public busses but after our walk the busses weren’t attractive to us! The tourist bus was more comfortable to ride in though we still had the gridlock traffic. Drivers think nothing of blocking the intersections and providing us with the real-life example of the definition of grid-lock!

La Cabana la Lilas Restaurant: Argentina is known for it’s beef and this place was hopping. 50 peso per person cover charge included a platter with cold salmon, marinated peppers (like rellenos), little gougere type balls, mozzarella and tomatoes with dressing and chimichuri and salsa in little pots that they left on the table during the entire meal.
We ordered the ojos de beef (rib eye) 239 AR$ and a caesars salad with avocado 79$. Wine was expensive like 13 US$ per glass. Bottles were over the top price-wise. This must be where they make their killing. But after our cocktail hour at the executive lounge we didn’t need any more alcohol! No dessert we were stuffed.
But to finish us off they brought out a board with 2 bottles on it and said it was free. One bottle had fabulous lemonade and the other the same size of grappa. We must have had 3 shot glasses each. Not quite sure how we made it home to our hotel room. And the next morning we were pretty foggy. Won’t be doing that again, but it was fun!

Parilla (Grill) in San Telmo was our favorite (photos included below): This place was a gas. They tend to really want to feed you and when we said we were going to split a steak it was a shock. They also have starters of sausages and other stuff. Our meal came to a very reasonable sum and when we went to pay in pesos we saw that they also offered to pay in US$ and euros at very attractive exchange rates.

The exchange rate was all over the board depending on if you change your money at a bank, at the hotel or the always spooky money changers (both on the street and in the little offices). Some restaurants even gave great rates for American dollars.