I’m writing this sitting waiting for our flight home, at Buenos Aires International airport.
So let me tell you about our last day in the city. We didn’t have a definite plan for today so I kind of made one up, piecing together the final bits we wanted to see. It would be a day of taxi rides as we went from one neighbourhood to another. My plan was first of all to go back to La Boca….they’d played a match last night but as it was a draw, hopefully all would be calm. Our hotel receptionist gave us the same old warning not to wander off track….and off we went. However, today was Friday and we got stuck in very bad traffic almost from the offset. The taxi meter was clocking up the pesos and we were just sat still. Eventually, the driver told us there was a ‘Manifestacion’. Fascinating….but luckily I knew from our visit to MALBA that this meant that there was a demonstration. He said we wouldn’t be able to get to Boca today! Apparently, this is a bit of a thing on Friday’s and when I looked at Google maps lots of the streets and big junctions had turned red.
We needed a new plan and luckily I had one. I asked the driver if he could take us to Puerto Madeiro, the dockside trendy area as we hadn’t really explored there yet. We were nearby so that was easy. He dropped us off next to the Punta de La Mujer which is an elegant white bridge opened in 2001. Apparently, it’s meant to be a homage to tango. The area was very nice and there were quite a lot of tourists wandering about next to the water and all of the warehouse restaurants. It is also the home of the Hard Rock Cafe in Buenos Aires and so obviously we had to go there for Jane to get her shot glass. We’d read reviews that this was the worst Hard Rock Cafe in the world so that had to be worth a visit. Very disappointingly they had no shot glasses…but we sat down and had a beer which was very welcome even though it was only just midday. The nice young waiter saw that Jane was interested in the rock memorabilia and proudly gave her a private tour of some of the highlights such as the Kiss guitar and the AC/DC worn out trainers!
After this we walked back through the business district to our hotel which wasn’t too far away. Everyone was on lunch break and relaxing in the sunshine or grabbing a bite to eat.
We had a quick stop at the hotel and then made our way out again in another taxi to Palermo. This afternoon we’d booked to go on a ‘free’ graffiti tour which cost US$ 10. The taxi took ages to cover the 5 miles to get there and the driver was very excited to have 2 English ‘chiccas’ in his car. He talked incessantly and whilst he was very pleasant, my ears were bleeding by the time we arrived for our tour. A little late, we met our Group and the lovely guide Vito who was knowledgeable and enthusiastic about his subject. This part of Palermo seems really lovely with low-rise shops, bars and restaurants. Much more relaxed than other parts of this city. We really liked it and thought this would have been a nicer area to stay in. The graffiti tour was fun and took us a couple of hours to complete. I now know all about tags, blocks, throw-ups and the difference between vandalism and art in the world of graffiti. We also learned a little more about the history of the city as sometimes the graffiti is making a political statement, such as marking a house where two people went missing during the military dictatorship 1974 to 1983. Just two of what are thought to be 30,000 people who just went missing.
When the tour finished we sat and had a beer outside at the Chopperia and then caught another taxi back to the hotel. After a quick bit of packing we went out for out last meal, revisiting the cosy place down the road , correctly named Vincin. We resisted the gorgeous empanadas today and went for …..pizza!



























































