First full Day in Buenos Aires

Ayer (yesterday), long walking on busy city streets of the aptly named "Paris of South America", and a very long crossing past the obelisco rising from the Centro of the Avenida de 9 de Julio brought us to the Calle Florida and Galleria Pacifico built for world class shoppers (with whom we mingled) enroute past the Teatro Colon to the Casa Rosada. The Pink House, known to Norteamericanos (us) as the Argentine home of el presidente and his lady (as typified by Eva Peron/Madonna) or, most recently (this week) as the site of great anguish and much graffiti mourning the Oct. 27 death of Nestor, former (and expected future) president who is survived by his wife(and current president) Christina.
The woefully placarded Plaza de Mayo with Casa Rosada background:




After a meal (meat) and a cafe at Cafe Los 36 Billares, an old Movado clocked, wood paneled billiard hall we rolled (via taxi) to Recoleta, the cementario and "one of the world's great necropolises" to see Fuerza Bruta, a high energy show we had seen described as "a cross between Stomp and Cirque de Soleil" and it was quite an extravaganza. Very difficult to photograph but J snagged this pic of slithering, sliding, diving women, water and all, suspended in transparent Mylar over a rowdy wet rave scene.




Beers after at Bullers, a brewery, with bar mate, Jennifer, a New York/Seattle writer here for a year of Spanish learning... and a long cool walk home to Casa Jasmin...where we are now awake and writing.

Larry


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Location:Lavalle,Buenos Aires,Argentina