Nadine and Bernie have quit their jobs and set out on a 3 month adventure across South America! 'Quit your job, buy a ticket, get a tan, fall in love, never return'
Saturday, 1 March 2014
See you soon Buenos Aires!
Monday, 24 February 2014
There's a time and place for steak... and that time and place is now!
Sunday, 23 February 2014
Buenos Aires
Friday, 21 February 2014
Life in Palermo
Tuesday, 18 February 2014
Chilling in the city
February 18th, Buenos Aires Argentina
This morning we didn't wake up for breakfast, didn't wake up for the cleaning lady, didn't wake up with 3 alarms... finally only did wake up when we realized we had no money left and had to make an Azimo trip. Of course it was close to 1 pm when we left, so I'll spare you all the drama of how we couldnt find the pick up point, how hot it was, how hungry we were, waiting for the shop to open from their lunch break - read older post "Argentina and the Blue Dollar".
After collecting the cash, we went to Chino Central; oh how I love Chinese food no matter how different it tastes world over. Back at the hostel we continued to do nothing, its actually shameful that we've been here 4 days now and still haven't been to La Recoleta Cemetery to see Eva Peron's grave. Especially considering how much I've loved Evita and Madonna's 'Don't Cry For Me Argentina'. Definitely in the next few days.
We walked around later in the evening to different barrios or neighborhoods. The good thing is that the both of us like walking so we wander aimlessly around the city and it's really the best.
There is one incredibly weird thing that we've noticed about the people here (much to Bernie's annoyance). This has happened twice or more already - when walking down a normal street, a random nicely dressed person, sometimes with a kid even, asks us something. We don't understand and assume they are asking for a lighter maybe. But no. They repeat themselves and what they are asking for is a sip of our drinks! Of our water or Coke or Sprite and we've been so surprised by this request that we give it to them. It's really very strange, I wonder if this is normal in BA to have non beggar beggars? We've decided that we're not going to part with our drinks anymore from tomorrow!
Tomorrow we will bid adieu to party hostel Milhouse and move to Gorriti in Palermo. It's a hip posh barrio that has lots of lovely boutiques and cafes and bars. We need a few days of luxury and relaxation before our 18 hour bus to Iguazu followed by crazy Brazil! Also we have our lunch reservation set up days ago at La Cabrera for the best steak in Argentina, we'll definitely wake up on time tomorrow.
Monday, 17 February 2014
Bernie's Espanol
February 17th, Buenos Aires Argentina
We said goodbye to our hostel on Belgrano street and the lovely owner and his girlfriend (who were so nice - he drove Bernie to the supermarket and even drove us to a bar and back home). We've moved into a huge party hostel called Milhouse Hipo, it's big and feels like a hotel except for the many youngsters sitting at the bar at 1 pm and we have wristbands! We checked in and saw our Indian friend at the bar with his bags ready to leave South America. Once he saw us, he insisted we have goodbye 'bloodshots' with him and obviously this went on for an hour and a half! Until he ran out of taxi money and everyone at the bar was yelling for him to leave or he'd miss his flight. And the bartender told us she would not serve us any more shots! It's always sad to say goodbye, even if you've not known each other long; but I think travelers form some sort of camaraderie that can't be explained.
After that distraction, we continued on our lunch mission to find a Korean restaurant. I will say that at this point, I am so starved for anything that's not pure meat and has some spices! This continent is probably the only one devoid of Indians, but I think we should come here in droves bringing the gift of spice and curry with us! In Mendoza we met a lovely girl on holiday from Buenos Aires who has never eaten Indian food. I was flabbergasted!
Anyway, we're on our mission except by now its 4 pm and I'm pretty sure the kitchen is shut but Bernie can't stop talking about how much he wants to eat bibimbap and I love bibimbap so we walk in the hot sun for about 30 minutes without the address or map. Bernie keeps asking people on the street for this Korean restaurant but they cannot understand what he's saying.
Finally I manage to steal some wifi and we look up the restaurant and street name. As we continue on, Bernie asks a newspaper vendor: "donde esta calle Junin?" -Where is road Junin - and the guy says "Que?" - What? So Bernie yells louder and slower and the guy's like "no entiendo" - I don't understand. But our Bernie is persistent, "Cayee Whooonin" he shouts pronouncing the words carefully. Still the guy can't understand. And then I repeat, calle Junin and the guy says, "ahhh calle Junin" and points us in the direction. It was hilarious because it's now an ongoing joke that no matter what Bernie says, no matter how perfect the grammer and pronunciation, they don't understand. And then I say the exact same thing and not only do they understand immediately, but they praise my good Spanish! I tried to trick Bernie into speaking so I could secretly record him for the blog but he wouldn't fall for it.
Anyway, we finally did find the restaurant but it was obviously shut by then so we had to eat at Burger King! It would not be so bad except that we are both so obsessed with Tripadvisor and know the best restaurants, but never end up there!
Later in the evening we decided to go for a highly recommended drum show and thought we'd try the metro. It's actually very good and easy to work out but unfortunately we reached late so we walked around Plaza Italia and saw the super posh apartment buildings in Recoletta. We walked a lot today. Back at the hostel, a huge party had begun, it was so big and happening that people off of the street were begging to get in. Funnily enough, for all the times we've looked for a good party, tonight neither of us were in the mood. So we went out for a quick midnight steak, as one does when they are in Buenos Aires and it's time to hit the sack.
It's a small world after all
Today we decided to head down to the San Telmo market which everyone highly recommended. On the way there, we decided to stop at a roadside restaurant to have a quick bite... we meet the Indian guy from Sucre (the one with all the bad luck). It's so strange that in these huge countries we still manage to run into people we know! So we sat around and managed to drink many bottles of wine while discussing our travels as his 7 months of traveling is up and he leaves today.
Then we finally went to the market, 4 hours later than planned, and it was pretty cool. The stall sold all sorts of artisan crafts, felt a bit like a flea market. I bought some sunglasses and a very funky ring. Then we watched a bunch of street performers and singers, it's always fun to watch the drunk dancers!
Finally we said bye to our friend and went to an Irish pub called Gibralter where they had chicken tikka masala on the menu so we just had to order it. What it was was rice with some kind of bbq chicken placed on top of the rice, and a bit of packet curry sauce. Not at all close, but they tried and got the colour right atleast!
The day pretty much whizzed by with so much wine, I was ready for bed by 12 am. Bernie continued on with some peeps at the hostel but it looks like it was a quiet night. Today we are moving hostels to Milhouse which is apparently a "party hostel" so I wonder how our next 2 days will go! We are also planning to head over to Uruguay which is only 2 hours away from BA, maybe visit a new country for a day. And finally in a few days we'll be off to Iguacu falls on the Argentina side before crossing over to Brazil.