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Saturday 24 December 2022

Day 6: Buenos Aires

 Had a nice sleep in - seeing as we don’t need to be out til we receive a call about noon! We packed up our bags, lazed around then decided to get a coffee and a light breakfast. We found a bakery around the corner and ordered a couple of coffees, a toastie and some delicious little medialuna (croissants) that were glazed in some kind of citrus. 

We meandered back to the room, peeking in shop windows on the way. Found an interesting jewellery store that sells reasonably  priced brooches nearby - may have to check it out properly later. For now, we just want to get into our proper room. 

Just after 12pm the owner rang and said it’s ready. She came up, and thrust the keys at us. She turned to leave and we were like “um, where’s the room??”

“Three.”  

After a pause she asked if we wanted to see it. 

I don’t know how she managed but she somehow still made this sound like all our fault. 

We shouldered our bags and made our way down to level three. 

Finally.

Dan met me and opened the door. Here was our room, at last. 

We unpacked (read: made a mess), found our bathers and made straight for the pool. It’s glorious. Shallow, but glorious. Comes up to
My high calf. Perfect for sitting on the bottom with a glass of Malbec (read: coffee mug because we don’t have wine glasses). 







After a decent swim (read: sitting on the bottom of the pool), we made our way to what we thought was the closest grocery store to stock up on supplies for the next few days. Eggs, ham, bread, pasta (couldn’t find premade sauce) and plenty of wine. It was getting very hot, so when we got back we got straight into the pool again! This time
We accompanied it with some Malbec which was delightful in the cool
Water and sunshine, and made plans for the next few days. I should mention our Malbec was a cork bottle and so Dan had to be resourceful and using a pen and a shoe (he’s practically MacGuiver), he pushed the cork into the bottle so we could drink it. Wine with a side of cork, yum!

I had another restaurant on my radar and Dan obligingly agreed to go there - it opened at 7pm which is practically lunch for argentinians. We started to head to El Sanjuanino, a restaurant renowned for its empanadas. 

On the way we spotted a grocery store right next to our hotel (we hadn’t turned this way yet) and a butcher that also sold fancy cheese. We about turned and bought some cheese for Christmas Day lunch platter. Inside the lady serving us didn’t speak English but she called over a colleague, and seemed to attempt to emulate what we were saying in English. We bought a few fancy cheeses and returned to our apartment to refrigerate them. 

Take two. Back on the road. The walk to the restaurant was delightful and before long we were seated at a table outside as the temperate and evening was equally as delightful. I knew we wanted empanadas but I wasn’t sure what else on the menu, or how many. We looked around and copied those around us. Another bottle of Malbec bought, we each got 2 empanadas - similar to small pasties but in a wonderfully light dough - I chose the camprese (basil, cheese, tomato) and the ham and cheese, and Dan got the tasty canne picante (spicy beef with veggies) and the Rockforde cheese. Our salad took a while to come (we need some vitamins, ok) and we saw a neighbouring table eat something tasty looking that arrived in a package.we motioned to the waiter and said “one of those please!” At the time of writing, I know this is called a tamale, but then we did not. It arrived, our salad arrived and it was delicious. The whole bill came to about aus$40.


 
As we were finishing off our wine, it started to rain, and we had a fun walk home in the warm evening being rained on. We noticed the grocery store next to our apartment was still open so we ducked inside. We thought we had plenty of time, but they were trying to shut esrly. We wanted to grt some booze supplies to last us through Christmas. A bottle of absolut vodka was less than au$11 so that joined the fray, and we hurried to the counter.

At time of writing, I am standing in our pool drinking a beer (with ice). This is the life. 

Til tomorrow xx

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