
After a bottle of wine (per person.. it flowed like manna from heaven) we walked dinner off and I went to bed.
Arose Thursday to a sunny day full of action-packed activity. Another coworker and I walked downtown to Avenida 9 de Julio, the widest boulevard in the world, for a quick photo op. It wasn't that exciting, but at least I can say I've been there. We stopped by their "Washington monument" called the Obelisk which sits in the middle of the road..


Next, we hopped the subway to the Recoleta neighborhood to visit the Recoleta cemetery.
It felt a bit like being in a leafy neighborhood in a newer part of Paris, complete with lots of dogs:

It is a far different cemetery than the one I am used to walking in. This cemetery (which is younger than the one I walk Elsa in) is chock full of mausoleums and crypts jammed up next to one another. The oldest ones (from the 1830s) are very grandiose (think columns and cupolas) and as time went on some are sold off and torn down, so that now there are hodgepodge of styles ranging from roman and egyptian temples to art nouveau to quite modern. They are arranged in a maze with lots of rows and rows to get lost in. Here are some fun photos from that tour:






Recoleta is also the home of Eva Peron, and of course I had to have my photo taken there.

Then it was back downtown to watch the march of the "Madres de Plaza de Mayo". Every Thursday at 3:30pm, a human rights group marches in the square to keep the memory of alive of the 30,000 citizens killed during the military regime. During the regime, the mothers began to silently march in hopes of learning the whereabouts of their sons and daughters, and today they keep their memory alive in an attempt to bring the murderers to justice. Today there were no riot police.


1 comment:
damn, you can stand in front of a crypt and still look so sexy. :)
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