Thanksgiving on a bus

Not all backpackers are dirty hippies.  Some are loud young Americans who think everyone wants to hear about their travels as if they are the first people ever to discover how incredibly amazing Mendoza is or how crappy La Paz really is.  However, so far they are all harmless and some offer a good caricature of themselves and entertainment for the cool backpackers (yes, myself included).

The last day and a half was spent with one such cool backpacker.  After sussing each other out at the pool table the night before, we decided we were compatible for a day out on the town.  Kathryn and I made our way up to Cementerio de la Recoleta where we quickly found Eva Peron´s family´s gravesite.  Just follow the crowd and usually you´ll find something you want to find.  This maze of mausoleums was represented by modern sleek black marble as well as old, orante, patinated, algae-covered tombs complete with cobwebs and old locks and chains.  Some were well maintained and some were well forgotten.  Most had a plaque from friends and colleagues remembering their dearly departed on the one-year anniversary of their death  It would have been a perfect place for a Haunted Halloween.

The rest of the day and half was filled with finding and petting and taking pictures of kitties, making sure Mini-Bear was well represented in her pictures (think-the gnome in "Amalie"), shopping for elctronics and local pastries (we´re in Dulce de Leche country now!), and wandering the streets and ports of Buenos Aires.

Last night was an evening of tango.  Free lesson with dinner and a show.  There were about 35 people for the lesson so needless to say, we learned one step and one dramatic finish move before we were shuffled into the Vegas-Burlesque-Show-Style room for the dinner and show portion. My first steak in Argentina was just ok and the show was fun.  I think maybe catching tango-dancing buskers might be more authentic but I´m glad to have the experience.

Today I will follow the advice of two FB friends and eat what is supposed to be the most amzing pizza in the world. I´ll also try to get inside the Teatro Colòn before heading off to Bariloche where tomorrow I will finally get to see Michael after almost two months...