But Simple Good Times in Buenos Aires
03/13/2010 - 03/14/2010 75 °F
Saturday I set out on official business. First I was headed to LAN Airlines office in BA to sort out my frequent flyer miles, and then I was going to look for Inca Rose jewelry for my grandmother. The woman who worked at the hostel said the Liberdad Street was the place to find jewelry.
I headed to LAN's office first; Liberdad Street was on the way back to the hostel, from there. The office was closed on the weekends so that was a bust. I walked over to Liberdad Street passing the Teatro Colon. Unfortunately its ornate facade was mostly shrouded by scaffolding.
Arriving at Liberdad Street, I soon discovered that my second mission of the day was going to be failed as well. All of the jewelry shops along the street going on for several blocks were shuttered and barred. A little tip if you're going to buy jewelry in Buenos Aires, you have to do it during the week apparently.
I came back to the hostel somewhat deflated and hung out with my dorm mates (The roster including Frank and Daan both from Holland (their word not mine) and traveling together, Hillevi from Sweden although a perpetual traveler, and Samuel from Surinam and the Netherlands, living in Holland.) I then took a long nap. I woke up and chatted with Hillevi and Samuel for awhile, until we went out to find the source of the music being played near the hostel.
A small stage had been set up in the street and a rock band was playing to a crowd gathered round. The music was good, and included Pink Floyd's The Wall, covered in Spanish. The whole performance culminated in a song "Viva Peron", which everyone in the crowd joined in to sing with gusto. It was a very cool thing to witness.
The next day I decided that I wanted to try and see Avatar in 3D before it was too late. None of my dorm mates had seen it so we decided we'd all go see it in the evening. In the mean time Samuel and I went to have lunch at Habibi and check out the San Telmo Sunday Market. The market was an eclectic mix of stalls set up around a square in the heart of San Telmo, but stretching for blocks in all directions. Everything from costume jewelry and antique maps to crafts and clothing were on offer.
Later back at the hostel I tried to rally the troops to head out to the movie. Reception had told us earlier to get there an hour beforehand to buy the tickets, but my mates all said the movie had been out so long that there'd be plenty of seats. We took the metro over to the movie theater, getting there minutes before start time to a sold out show. Damn.
We went to a nearby park to hang out for a bit. Frank and Daan had brought several bottles of beer which every shared (I was the designated walker of the group so I didn't partake :P). We were entertained by a group of night walkers that gathered near us to do some... interesting, no goofy, goofy is definitely the appropriate word, warm up exercises. After watching the display of hokey pokey like movements, and expecting them to take off in a jog or sprint, the group that had gather one by one, simply walked off together.
It was surprisingly chilly that night and I was in a t-shirt, we decided to head to a jazz club Frank and Daan had been to before and said was excellent. We arrived, but it was late on a Sunday so we had a drink and watched as the last act finished up.
We went back to the hostel and I packed my bag and then went back down stairs to hang out with Hillevi, Frank and Daan who stayed up to see me off, since I had to head to the airport at 3:30 in the morning for my flight to Ushuaia.