I
didn´t get to do too much sightseeing since I was only in town for a few days, but we did manage to check out the
Recoleta. A little city of
mausoleums. Some sparkling new, obnoxiously huge and made of black polished granite (can not even begin to imagine how much something like that would cost) and others, like the the one above,
hundreds of years old crumbling apart but full of character.
We celebrated New Years Eve with a rooftop BBQ. It was so hot and humid! We were
wiping off sweat while watching the fireworks ring in the New Year. All the girls were looking cute in there dresses and heels while the boys were all shirtless a drinking beer...real classy guys. The girl in blue is my awesome
site mate Julia and the shirtless man is her boyfriend Dan, another
Tarija volunteer. Check out my cast. All that for a little broken finger!
A huge crowd was gathered in front of the
Casa Rosada, the Argentinean
equivalent of the White House, holding up pictures of loved ones (the majority of them very young) and banners with sayings like ¨Never Again¨. A tragic nightclub fire the year before had killed over a hundred people. Basically the place was
ridiculously packed full of people and when a fire broke out they ran for the emergency exits only to find them chained shut,
trapping them inside. The trial for the club owners was taking place that week and the people wanted to make sure their friends and family members were not forgotten.
Sippin´ on a McDonald´s soda on the
Subte (subway). I felt like I had been
teleported 20 years into the future. Bought the very
hippy t-shirt in one of the many
cutesy cheap little boutiques in Palermo. Argentineans are very stylish people.
I didn´t get to do too much sightseeing since I was only in town for a few days, but we did manage to check out the Recoleta. A little city of mausoleums. Some sparkling new, obnoxiously huge and made of black polished granite (can not even begin to imagine how much something like that would cost) and others, like the the one above, hundreds of years old crumbling apart but full of character.
We celebrated New Years Eve with a rooftop BBQ. It was so hot and humid! We were wiping off sweat while watching the fireworks ring in the New Year. All the girls were looking cute in there dresses and heels while the boys were all shirtless a drinking beer...real classy guys. The girl in blue is my awesome site mate Julia and the shirtless man is her boyfriend Dan, another Tarija volunteer. Check out my cast. All that for a little broken finger!
A huge crowd was gathered in front of the Casa Rosada, the Argentinean equivalent of the White House, holding up pictures of loved ones (the majority of them very young) and banners with sayings like ¨Never Again¨. A tragic nightclub fire the year before had killed over a hundred people. Basically the place was ridiculously packed full of people and when a fire broke out they ran for the emergency exits only to find them chained shut, trapping them inside. The trial for the club owners was taking place that week and the people wanted to make sure their friends and family members were not forgotten.
Sippin´ on a McDonald´s soda on the Subte (subway). I felt like I had been teleported 20 years into the future. Bought the very hippy t-shirt in one of the many cutesy cheap little boutiques in Palermo. Argentineans are very stylish people.
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