My Uruguay trip included a short stint in Argentina too. Too tempting to take the ferry across the Rio de la Plata for a visit to Buenos Aires (and my old friend living there, click here) from Colonia del Sacramento.
I was in Buenos Aires only for a few hours, and of course this was nowhere near enough time for a visit. So I will definitely go back at some point.
When you only have a few hours in a big capital city, the quickest way to see the main tourist attractions is to use a jump-on-and-off tourist bus. The Buenos Aires ones have 24 stops and the whole tour takes just over 3 hours. That is if you never get off the bus for a closer look at the sites! Click here for the full itinerary.
What really struck me about Buenos Aires is the shocking road traffic and the modern skyline, full of high rise buildings and skyscrapers. London, you’ve got a competitor here!
I wish I had had more time to walk around the main historic buildings and the colourful La Boca area, but unfortunately my superstrict timeline (I had to cross over to Uruguay again in the late afternoon) limited my options.
So I will definitely return to Buenos Aires for a longer visit!
For now here’s some photos (it was a grey and very cold day so all a bit dull-looking):
Piramide de Mayo
Floralis Generica – steel and alluminium sculpture
The Falklands/Malvinas war is drawing the world’s attention. Argentina and the UK are fighting over some British overseas territories in the South Atlantic. The conflict only lasted ten weeks but had important consequences for my life as a primary school kid in Italy.
Silvana from Buenos Aires moved to Italy with her family and joined my school. She joined my class.
We became friends. Very good friends.
Afternoons went by with us playing in my garden, mixing Italian and Spanish while trying to communicate, making up new words and laughing about them.
Silvana and her family left a couple of years later, back to Argentina. I found their destination address on one of the removal boxes parked outside their flat after they had left, and wrote it down. A few weeks later I sent a long letter to my friend. And our friendship continued thanks to our many handwritten messages that crossed the oceans for years.
I promised Silvana that I’d visit her as soon as I turned 18. But I couldn’t keep the promise. Life takes funny turns. We eventually lost contact.
Then Mr Zuckerberg invented Facebook.
And I found my friend there.
She was still in Argentina while I had moved to the UK in the meanwhile.
Fast forward to 13 November 2015, the day I took the 4:30am ferry from Colonia del Sacramento (Uruguay) to Buenos Aires just to go and see my Argentinian friend for the day.
As I exit the ferry arrival area I see her. She looks at me…we cannot contain our excitement…it’s been 31 years but it feels like nothing has changed!