The first few days in Buenos Aires were busy in the best kind of way. A healthy cocktail of freedom and fear of missing out had us walking all over the city looking for things to do.
From Palermo we could catch the Metro Linea B into the centre of town.
Metropolitan Cathedral where Pope Francis was bishop on his way to the Vatican.
In Plaza de Mayo we watched a demonstration about something we didn't understand, then visited the Madres de la Plaza camp, a long term protest about ‘the disappeared,’ a group of young people taken by the government years ago whose whereabouts are still unknown. An upsetting part of Argentina's history.
We broke for a morning coffee at Café Tortoni, then took a long walk back through the city to the widest Avenue in Buenos Aires, which was wide.
Then on to the old docks at Puerto Madero, now regenerated.
Here we visited the Collecion de Art Amalia Lacroze De Fortabat. It’s hangar-like basement housed works by Turner, Breughel and Xul Solar.
We finished the day in San Telmo with beer and tango. The neighbourhood is one of Buenos Aires' oldest, and was full of life despite the four day national holiday that was in action during our entire stay in the city.
There was a colonial feel to the area, with heavy Spanish influences on display.
Rose took the downtime as an opportunity to get some photography tips #blindleadingtheblind