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DAY 163 CAFES OF BUENOS AIRESApr 12 2014

BUENOS AIRES | CAPITAL FEDERAL | ARGENTINA

Buenos Aires isn't anything, if not a city of cafes. It's a common sight to see men and women, often sitting alone, reading the newspaper, drinking coffee and eating medialunas (croissants). As a testament to their sheer numbers, the cafes of Buenos Aires are almost never crowded. This cafe culture is one of the aspects of the city that I'll truly miss when I leave. I've spent a great number of hours at these cafes; writing, reading, studying, chatting... and planning the next big adventure.

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DAY 160 ROOFTOP VIEWSApr 12 2014

BUENOS AIRES | CAPITAL FEDERAL | ARGENTINA

I haven't had much to post these last few weeks as I've been focused on studying Spanish (I can now hold very basic conversations!). In a few weeks I'll be leaving Buenos Aires to crisscross South America and continue on my travels but in the meantime I'm enjoying life in my new apartment in San Telmo, one of the city's more historic and diverse neighborhoods. If my old neighborhood of Palermo was something of a Hipster/Expat playground, then San Telmo is more authentically South America. It can be beautiful, it can be decrepit, it can be safe, it can be shady, it can be tranquil, it can explode into unrest. All walks of life call San Telmo home; the privileged, the immigrant, the drunkard, the hosteler. And of course me.

Here are some views from my rooftop (with my friend Ana graciously posing):

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DAY 157 A PAINTINGApr 06 2014

COLONIA DEL SACRAMENTO | COLONIA | URUGUAY

A painting my uncle in Michigan did of one of my Colonia photos.

COLONIA PAINTING

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DAY 129 ADVENTURES IN URUGUAYMar 19 2014

COLONIA DEL SACRAMENTO | COLONIA | URUGUAY

So one issue that arises while traveling the world is that as a tourist you're only given a limited number of days before you must leave. In the case of Argentina I was given 90 days. And those 90 days, I'm sad to say, are up. So I left Argentina (and returned a day later at which time they happily gave me another stamp for another 90 days... so it goes). Still, I had to accomplish the actual act of leaving and fortunately for me, Uruguay is only an hour away by ferry. So I grabbed a friend and we traveled across the great Rio Del Plata Bay to the mystical realm of Uruguay and specifically to the tiny town of Colonia Del Sacramento, a place somehow frozen in time. And it is there our adventure begins.


THE FERRY
There are a few ferry companies that service Uruguay; either to Colonia or to the Uruguayan capital of Montevideo. We took ColoniaExpress, which is the cheapest of the bunch. You may not be able to see much out the dirty and foggy windows, but we ended up where we needed to be (along with three busloads of exhausted rugby players who took the ferry with us).

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THE TOWN
Colonia was founded in 1680 and is one of the oldest cities in Uruguay. It was traded back and forth between Portugal and Spain nearly ten times during its first 200 years of existence, so the streets and architecture have the characteristics of both nations. Today the entire historic center is a World Heritage Site. We arrived just a week or so after Carnival had ended (Carnival being one of South America's biggest festivals) and we stayed on a Sunday and Monday, so pretty much we had the entire city to ourselves. For us Colonia became a time machine, a chance to step back how many centuries to a place not only of amazing beauty but also of amazing tranquility; for Colonia is shaded by great and ancient trees, the streets are so old as to practically be part of the earth, and the entire town hugs a peninsula where the sounds of the ocean waves rolling in are never far away.

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THE HOSTEL
As far as I could tell we were the sole guests at our hostel. And I'd be very close to declaring this the greatest hostel on Earth. The building is ancient and charming. The bedrooms have balconies opening to cobblestone plazas in the heart of town, and on three sides are views of the ocean, majestic and peaceful. Even the key was a piece of history. You can see our hostel below, pinched between my friend Marina's fingers.

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THE CARS
An old town requires old cars. Colonia Del Sacramento does not disappoint.

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THE LIGHTHOUSE
How did I take those amazing vista shots of the town? I climbed El Faro, the lighthouse.

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COLONIA AT NIGHT
Morning, keep the streets empty for me.

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CARNIVAL
Though I officially missed Carnival by more than a week, we were lucky enough to stumble upon a somewhat surreal traveling amusement park and it's band of wayward Carnival performers (with one group singing about pot of all things). It's worth mentioning that last year Uruguay became the first country in the world to legalize the sale, cultivation, and distribution of Marijuana. So with rides, songs, and fireworks we ended a very successful day in the magical little nation of Uruguay.

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THE BEACH
Our second and final day. For this we have a swim and lunch on the beach before heading back to the ferry and home.

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THE END
And so ends another adventure.


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DAY 115 ADVENTURES IN TIGREMar 01 2014

TIGRE | BUENOS AIRES PROVINCE | ARGENTINA

I can't believe I've been traveling for over 100 days now. I finally made one of my first excursions outside of Buenos Aires, to the town of Tigre. We took the local commuter train there, which I think was maybe 25 cents each way (public transit in Argentina is remarkably cheap). Tigre is an interesting place in it's own right but more importantly it is the gateway into the wilds of the Parana Delta, a sprawling labyrinth of rivers, islands, and forests, the whole of which marks the border between Argentina and Uruguay. Having taken way too many photos, I've broken them up into little sections. Enjoy!


THE TRAIN
So our adventure began at the Belgrano C station in Chinatown. This would be my first time on the Buenos Aires commuter rail. The train is very basic (no doors, no windows, hardly even any seats really) but that's all part of the allure. And in truth the transit system is more sophisticated than it may seem at first glace. The trains, subways, and buses all use the same contactless card (called the SUBE) which can be recharged at any convenient store. Our ride to Tigre was well under an hour.

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THE TOWN
Tigre was originally named after the panthers the Europeans used to hunt there (Tigre is Spanish for Tiger, in case that wasn't obvious). Today it's a bustling little tourist town, the green Venice of Argentina. And really we could have spent the entire day here; there are several museums, river walks, rows of restaurants, a massive outdoor market, and even an amusement park. But the real reason people come to Tigre, the real reason we came, was to head into the delta... and to lose ourselves in the belly of this great natural beast.

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THE BOAT RIDE
The Parana Delta is a massive landscape crisscrossed by dozens of rivers, some that reach as far north as Brazil and Paraguay. We saw but the tiniest fraction of the Delta on our boat ride. The rivers here nearest to Tigre have been developed with homes and cabins. The rivers themselves are the streets and every home has a tiny dock where passengers wave down long boats acting like public buses. It was one of these long boats that we took to Tres Bocas (the Three Mouths). The fare was about $3 each way. One of the more interesting sites along the way is the former home of President Domingo Sarmiento (1868–1874), who fought to make education a universal right in Argentina and whose likeness now adorns the 50 peso bill (and whose house is protected in a glass box).

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THE WRECKS
Go home boat. You're drunk.

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THE HIKE
Tres Bocas is an island area in the Delta. This was our ultimate destination. The island is littered with tiny inlets, makeshift foot bridges, and a rather rambling trail that decays into infinity as it pushes deeper into the heart of the Delta. The trail starts off with promise; it's a well maintained concrete walkway linking together many nice docks (each of which apparently comes with it's own dog), several fancy vacation homes, and even a restaurant. By it's end however the trail devolves into a muddy dirt trail following narrow and un-moving waters; at this point it's footbridges are held up with nothing more than the ruined boards of long abandoned cabins, and there is a constant haze of mosquitos bearing down on any intrepid traveler willing to make it this far. All that is to say, I actually really enjoyed the hike!

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THE SPIDERS
I don't always spontaneously burst into a dance, but when I do, I just walked through one of these webs.

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THE PICNIC
No adventure is complete without a picnic. Unable to find a spot in the mosquito ridden interior of the island we settled for a campground along the river where we could both enjoy a little sun and swim in the river. This was not our first picnic together and if there's a common theme to our picnics, it's that we always bring wine but never a corkscrew to open it. But there's no problem physical force and a little violence can't solve.

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THE END
After our picnic we caught one of the last long boats back to Tigre. We strolled the town a little as the sun set. And then we had an asado (my first in Argentina actually) at a parrilla along the river. An asado is a South American social event based around a grill. A parrilla is simply a grillhouse and ours brought the grill right to our tabletop. Sizzling kidneys never looked so... well they still looked pretty unappetizing actually. After our asado we booked it back to the train station only to find that we missed the last train. But that's why Baby Jesus made the city bus.


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DAY 110 BUENOS AIRES ZOOFeb 17 2014

BUENOS AIRES | CAPITAL FEDERAL | ARGENTINA

Well the weather in Buenos Aires has gone from week after week of 100 degree weather and blinding sun to week after week of torrential downpours randomly pounding the city day and night. The storms swallow the city, flood the streets, shake the very foundations of the world and then, just as quickly as they come, they're gone. All that is to say, I haven't done much tourism lately. But here are some photos of the Zoo. I actually went a few weeks ago but was too busy to edit and post the photos until now. I particularly like the fact that these strange bunny like creatures called Mara are allowed to run around, sleep in other animal's pens, and follow zoo visitors around. You go, Mara.

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COLORFUL BIRD COLORFUL BIRD TROPICAL BIRD ZOO OWL ZOO HAWK
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PATAGONIAN MARA FRIENDLY MARA BABY MARA MARA GIRAFFE
IGUANA ELEPHANT MEERKATS PIRANHA CAGED ORANGUTAN
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DAY 092 GOODBYE PALERMO SOHOFeb 03 2014

BUENOS AIRES | CAPITAL FEDERAL | ARGENTINA

I moved to Palermo Chico over the weekend. The new place is tiny but cozy. I'll try to post photos soon. Palermo Chico is considered one of the more upscale parts of the city but already I miss the sort of worn and battered appeal of my old hood. Oh well. So it goes. I did manage to host a small get together before leaving, a motley mix of Americans, Europeans, and Argentinians. Incidentally I should say the shindig also marked three months since I left New York, three months of being on the road, three months since starting this travel chapter of my life. And so far at least, no regrets.

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DAY 090 TANGO DE ARGENTINAJan 30 2014

BUENOS AIRES | CAPITAL FEDERAL | ARGENTINA

Tango is of course the national dance of Argentina so it would be a travesty if I didn't see at least one performance while I'm here. Dance is an immensely important part of Spanish culture and quite a few Latin American countries have a official, national dance; Samba in Brazil, Merengue in the DR, Rumba in Cuba, just to name a few. The United States by contrast doesn't have a national dance as such, but quite a few states do have an official state dance (24 of which happen to be Square Dancing). But as far as Tango goes, here are my photos of the Tango dancers in Plaza Dorrego in San Telmo.

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DAY 088 NEIGHBORHOODS // LA BOCAJan 27 2014

BUENOS AIRES | CAPITAL FEDERAL | BUENOS AIRES

La Boca is a rather odd contradiction; it's one of the most well known tourist spots in Buenos Aires on one hand and one of the seediest, most dangerous neighborhoods on the other. Historically an outbreak of yellow fever in the 1800's prevented La Boca from every flourishing and it became a tenement district for poor immigrants arriving from Europe (Argentina, like the US, was once one of the world's foremost immigrant countries). Today it's still an immigrant quarter though many of them come from other parts of South America now. It would be an otherwise nondescript and rundown quarter of the city if not for the many artists and writers that once called it home and helped foster it's somewhat interesting history of anarchist politics in the country. Then in the 1960's local artists succeeded in converting a disused alley into an arts corridor where they painted the run down buildings bright colors. That alley, known as the Caminito, has grown into a tourist attraction in recent years (even as tourists are cautioned not to wonder very far from its very well policed borders). I'd like to say something authentic can be found here, but in truth it's been turned into a Disneyland of its former self. Those old houses, once the homes of artists and anti-capitalist revolutionaries, have been gutted and turned into mini malls. Actors dressed in tango outfits charge tourists to have their pictures taken together. Even the statue of Malfada asked me (by way of a sign) to pay five pesos to take her photo.

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DAY 083 NEIGHBORHOODS // SAN TELMOJan 22 2014

BUENOS AIRES | CAPITAL FEDERAL | ARGENTINA

My tour of the neighborhoods of Buenos Aires continues. Today, San Telmo. This is probably one of my favorite neighborhoods in the city and not just because it's also the oldest. There's something authentically South American here, with the narrow cobblestone streets, the old women selling vegetables in tiny stalls, the decayed but beautiful mansions of yesteryear, now carved up into apartments for families, for immigrants, for tourists, the dogs and cats freely roaming the streets, the keys being dropped from balconies (aka the original door buzzer). San Telmo is a place of faded grandeur though it was never a wealthy district. Once upon a time it was home to dockworkers; Saint Telmo is after all the patron saint of sailors. Whereas wealthier areas were bulldozed en masse for fancy, modern highrises, San Telmo was mostly ignored and for that reason it has become quite popular for tourists and artists alike. There are antique markets around every corner, tango shows in the tiny plazas, but still somehow a piece of the Old Buenos Aires manages to survive... at least for now.

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