Thursday 18th February.
Had
an "American Breakfast" at Cafe Las Violetas, on the opposite corner
from Tunin. It proudly proclaims to be 131 years old and looks like nothing
much has changed in the intervening century or so. The breakfast was huge, an omelette,
four slices of toast, butter and jam, a bowl of fruit salad, two medialunas, fruit juice and coffee.
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"American" Breakfast at Violetas |
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Violetas |
Then
got the Subte to Pueyrredon, the nearest station to Recoleta Cemetery which,
according to one of the guide books, is the number one place to visit in Buenos Aires. Personally, I don't
think it says much for any city to have its cemetery as the number one
attraction. Before reaching the cemetery, I had a look round the associated church
and its much hyped cloisters. The 18th century church was impressive in its
ornate baroque style. The "cloisters“ are old passages and chambers, quite
sensibly used for storage and maintenance, and closed to the public for three
centuries. Then they were opened up and filled with assorted historical "treasures". There is the 14th century painting where the background has been
repainted at some stage and "so has the rest of the painting" so what
we are left with is a painting by multiple unknown artists at unknown times on
a piece of 14th century wood. There is the battered and faded wooden statue
that fails miserably to live up to its description of "Immaculate
Virgin". I resisted the temptation to add some sexist and blasphemous
comment. Finally a faded 17th or 18th
century Italian tasselled and embroidered yellow umbrella sent for sale by an
enterprising Italian priest to Buenos Aires in 1944, presumably expecting to get a
better price from gullible Argentines than from his war weary and cynical
fellow countrymen. In fairness, some of
the other exhibits probably do have some real historical interest, and also on the plus
side, most of the information is presented in English as well as Spanish and it
only costs 15 pesos.
But
the cemetery next door, possibly number one attraction in Buenos Aires, is
totally free. It does have many ornate and impressive tombs and provided you
can avoid the large tour groups being herded round by young and enthusiastic
guides, it’s a fascinating place to ponder mortality. Quite surprised as I came
in to see so many young people in their early twenties, all bright eyed and
bushy tailed. The tomb I was expecting to see crowds around is tucked away in
one of the narrowest "streets", so it's physically impossible to lead
a group of fifty or even a dozen people to it.
But Eva Peron's tomb does have more flowers on it than any of the
others. On it, as on many other tombs, dedications seem to have been added
later by various individuals and organisations so I was surprised not to see a
note of thanks from Andrew Lloyd Webber and Tim Rice. But, without them, how
many of us outside Argentina would know anything about her?
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Angel Flying over Recoleta |
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Quite an Entrance for a Tomb |
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And She Was One of the Edsel's Few Happy Customers |
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To Eva Peron from her "disciples" |
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More Angels |
Having had my fill
of ornate tombs, a surprising number having British surnames, I strolled round
the upmarket area of Recoleta where many of the ornate mansions now house
embassies, found a massive stainless steel kinetic sculpture that apparently
opens and closes like a flower at sunrise and sunset and, most importantly, a
cold beer.
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Overlooking the Cemetery: Clearly "Bartender" conveys something significantly different from "Barman" in Spanish |
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Not many green spaces in Buenos Aires but the ones I found were very pleasant |
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Giant Stainless Steel Flower |
Then went back to rediscover Viejo Palermo after checking for
specific street names in the Lonely Planet guide book in the hotel. It's
clearly a great area to eat, drink and shop for fashion but it still doesn't
match my pre-conceptions. Yes, the tarmac has been allowed to wear away to
reveal cobbles and tram lines but most
of the buildings look to be post 1950 so not sure what the "viejo"
refers to. Even after narrowing it down to specific streets it covers a huge area much of which I
explored until I found the square at the centre
of Palermo Viejo Soho where there several bars and cafes so a cold beer
and a snack seemed a good idea. Saw nachos on the menu but was shocked at the
huge plate that arrived! The beer came with crisps anyway along with a warning
with gestures from the waitress which I was initially confused by until I realised
she wanted me to put the plate on top of the bowl of crisps once I'd had my
fill to stop the pigeons getting them. I could see the pigeons watching.
Decided that the best time to visit Palermo again will be in the evening for a
meal and a drink. Pity it isn't well served by the Subte.
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That Should Slow Down the Trams! |
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Bar in Palermo Viejo Soho |
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