Our return to Buenoes Aires

So on our return to Buones Aires we got off the coach. I followed a black nun she was wearing a traditional black habit.

We caught a taxi from the coach station travelling along fast boulevards in the distance I saw familiar sights, Piamide de Mayo an obelisk and cathedral metropolitan on the plaza de Mayo.. We reached the area of San Telmo where we would stay for 7 nights a decision needed to be made about our accommodation. So we went into have a coffee in Classico Cafe Bar-Penny took the initiative to find a hostel-she viewed several which she had previously researched in our Hotel in San Ignacio. Whilst Penny was away Jon and I had an in depth discussion about "The boy in the striped pyjamas", the naivety of a nine year old and what we remembered of being nine. When Penny returned we talked about life planning and what they wanted from the future.
A decision was made for our immediate future, we settled for Oo Hostel which would be our home for a period of 7 nights.


Buones Aires has to be recorded as the abject opposite to the peace and tranquility of the Missions region, a modern city based on European values..capitol of South America..


The next day I would meet with an old friend at Manolos.


During the afternoon we spent on Florida street where I found some new shoes my sandals with my high heels were unsuitable for the road walking we were about to embark on.


Gibraltar bar- an English pub...they serve a good curry and traditional ale.

A thrilling Sunday where we went around the antique market-I found a llama jumper and a pair of gloves Buenos Aries was cold compared to the rain forests.

I also found a doll shop with many toys my favourites were the black dolls- a strange factor they mostly had blue eyes.

Virginia 2002

Cultures Film "The Boys from Brazil"
News of the children..
Virginia travels to England

In the afternoon folklore
chirango playing
Siesta
A brilliant evening a surprise the hostel had live music a quartet a bass player drums electric guitar and drums

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Bar Pilchin for coffee


Poetry and short stories I was in search of Horacio Quiroga and also the works of Borge... I started to look for publications such as Selection de Homenaje, Los Desterrados, and An a conda but non were available as an english translation. I found a copy of selected short stories of Quiroga which I purchased a bookshop just of Florida ( an impressive area of good quality shops).

Lunch was taken at lovely bar Paulin a mirror lined bar with a great atmosphere, good wine good food and fast waiters...


The graveyard girls ( in my youth I loved architecture and spent many hours looking for gargoyles to sketch for my history homework.. younger sisters in tow...reading gravestones etc)...So we took a taxi to Recoletta.



Recolleta is a necropolis which houses corpses in granite marble and bronze. The most famous is the crypt of Maria Eva Duarte de Peron known as Evita. It is an extraordinary place and I was intrigued by the decadence, a beautiful portico is at the entrance. It had an aura of the surreal, for me I was walking in the company of the afterlife. I was excited and thrilled at the architecture, the stained glass windows, that shone into the crypts and onto tombs, and several of the sculptures were watching us..a child sculpture lay with one eye closed and the other eye open (watching for evil spirits).



Afterwards we sought solace in the park that was outside of the cemetery our discussion was around purgatory, Darwins theory of evolution and was the world flat or round.

Palermo for folklore and supper more on folklore later...

Further information:-

Horacio Quiroga.

http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0704371/


The tiltle of a film stories of love, death and madness.

Quiroga was born in Uruguay, but he went to Argentina in 1901, to live and work. His life was marked by a series of tragic events : his father had died in an accident with a rifle, briefly after that he lost his eldest brother and his stepfather in another accident. In 1900 he lost his best friend in an accident with a pistol and his wife committed suicide. In 1937, Quiroga learned that he was seriously ill and also committed suicide.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0091530/