Buenos Aires - January - February 2004
This page has general pictures of friends, acquaintances, meals, architecture, and shoe shopping.
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The Girls...Bonnie, Sabine, and Jackie eating aaaaagggaaaiinnn.
Sabine reading about the benefits of love?!!!!!
and within minutes of arriving, we hit the streets to go shopping.
Artists in Buenos Aires. The gentleman is a painter, his partner is a tango dancer,
and the young woman designed all the tables in her cafe. Each has its own theme.
Beautiful.
Near the Recoleta Cemetary where Eva Peron is entombed.
Great frozen daiquiris.
A young artist at the flea market. I bought two of her batiks.
Charming young women.
The Security Guard at an antique store...sleeping on the job.
In La Boca...great music.
In a cafe in La Boca. The colors were vibrant.
Gustavo, Martin, and Benjamin. Gustavo and Benjamin
perform at Ideal and teach at the Tango Academy at Borges Cultural Center.
Martin is a teacher in Rosario.
The internet dudes!...They saved my sanity many times.
Aren't they adorable! Being around Ethan and Jenny was sweet but made me miss Paul.
Folks at the music store Yenny who were a tremendous help with music selection.
Don't ask how many cds i bought. That also applies to shoes. :-)
....and Ethan at the Youth Hostel in San Telmo.
Our buddy Jorge!...He's a DJ in Buenos Aires and was cheerfully
telling us the espanol for all the salad ingredients.
okay...these illustrate my way of communicating before I took espanol lessons.
Juan Bruno is a very sweet milonguero who was praying (!) that I start lessons soon.
Oscar is the owner of the Tango Club, a music store in Buenos Aires.
A charming man who is good friends with our friends, Bill and Liz Matthiesen.
Shoes!!!!!!!
One of the many nice shoe store owners I met while in Buenos Aires.
Sabine decided to break in her shoes while we were shopping.
More shoes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
The picture on the left is of the last milonguero that stepped on Sabine's foot. :-)
The food was so good!
One of our favorite restaurants, the Estancia.
The wait staff that made our lives so easy. What they had to put up with!!
Buenos Aires is filled with unbelievable architecture/design/art.
Recoleta Cemetary...we were actually taken down into one of the mausoleums. (on the sly of course)
Needless to say it was scary and dark.
There were three levels which we reached by walking down a narrow circular stairway.
The bottom level was basically a room with shelves with coffins that went farther into the ground.
They were part of an elevator system so that you could rotate the coffins.
I was surprised to see that so many people still feel passionately about Eva.