5 Senses of Buenos Aires

Taste: Meat, meat and more meat with a side of cheese and dough. Beans, rice, tortillas, hot sauce are memories of the past. Pizzas, pastas and empanadas are my future. When they are all washed down with some local wine I can not complain.

Touch: Strong rays of summer blazing through the december holiday season. My body debating on wether or not to make an allergic reaction to living in a new place a one time deal or a tradition....so far only a possible low grade fever, body aches, cough, and occasional patches of heat rash. Nothing in comparison to the allergic reaction i had in India the first weeks I was there that kept me in my bed for 5 days with a high fever and full body rash.

Sound: Spanish spoken were "ll" is pronounced like "ja" and "che" is thrown in-between each sentence all with the passionate hand gestures familiar to an Italian family dinner table.

Smell: The sweet fragrance of fresh bundles of Jasmine compete with the savory asado stands filling the air with the thick smell fresh meat simmering over open flame.

Sight : leathered men, shirts agape revealing their santa belly's absorbing the december sun in the plazas packed with people sipping mate. Cobble stone streets through tunnels of fragrantly green trees providing shade to the Persian style homes. Coffee shops/ bar restaurants on every street corner and between

La Recoleta Cemetery: where Evita and all the wealthy influential families of Argentina have been buried. The burial style is closely reminiscent of the New Orleans cemetery style; every family has a a miniature "home", the biggest difference between the styles was that in La Recoleta many of the family tombs had windows so you could see in....i'd rather not.

Floralis Generica: a 23 meter metal flower sculpture that follows the sun and opens and closes similar to the patterns of a real flower except it shoots lasers before it closes at night.

Buenos Aires has the most book stores in the world and thus one of the biggest book fairs in the world. There is even a tank looking car covered in books that plows through the city; take a book from its exterior and put in a new one...attacking the city with knowledge! This is a pic of an old theater turned into a book store

Capital building with asado in full gear

Classic Argintinian restaurant in San Telmo: what did we order? 4 different forms of meet (churitzo, blood sausage, filet, intestine) and a slice of cheese grilled and wine. Cant get much more argie than that and I loved every bite of it!

San Telmo sunday Street market: this madness continues on for blocks!

city architecture style...cant get enough of it!

This bridge was built to honor women....hmmmm?

Massive front door to Dan's apartment: to put it in perspective the door knob is chin level on me.

classic old men sun bathers in the plazas

TREES!!!! EVERYWHERE!!!!

The Evita Memorial museum....What a lady! political campaigns changing the world by age 27, I got some catching up to do.

Casa Rosada (equivalent to the white house) at night

typical tree lined street...LOVE!

Evening at the 200 year old Opera house (Teatro Colon). At the official opera house entrance, later found out us ceiling seaters have to use the side entrance and walk the endless flights of stairs to the top. Didnt get to use the grand entrance, but we got a better view of the ceiling decor than the posh people did...ha!

ceiling view!

Was invited to join the sunday family dinners of the apartment building. I cooked up a traditional Southern home cooking feast of pulled pork, corn bread, mac-n-cheese, and cole slaw...the french, english, and argie had never tasted such things before.

I love this city! It is the perfect mixture of the bustling city life with perfectly situated parks, tree lined streets, and community plazas that make you forget you are in a sprawling city of 13 million.