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Published: April 12th 2012
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Eileen is a shoe girl. Yesterdays first task was to visit the shoe maker return some and have them remade. Then order a pair that could work as business / tango shoes. Much to my surprise Eileen resisted all temptation and did not even try a pair on!! Not even the red suede pair with flashes of silver that she said were calling to her. So we are now even on the trip we have each purchased one pair of shoes.
Next was resuming the search for the holy grail (phone connection). Walking through the train station we noted an office of the desired mobile phone company (movistar pronounced mobystar). Wading our way through the smoke from the chain smoking attendants - a few phone calls, passport numbers, and 12 pesos each ($4.00), we had SIM cards installed, but no data on prepaid. I felt the joy of Excalibur as my phone burst into life, while Eileen's remained stubbornly silent. After some checking we considered her phone was locked - after a few curses to the Aussies that sold her the phone. We decided to get it unlocked - 5 shops and much searching we found the acclaimed
Guards
Like the uniform Flavio a master magician able to turn an idle lump of plastic into a golden chalis (phone). We await the results...
Toast and tea for breaky - simple. No vegemite but jam will do. Till you taste there bread - not sure what it is but it ain't bread!! With a use by only a month out! Must be full of preservative. It funny how seeming simple things provide amusement - checking the bread racks for a more desirable alternative I came across 'Bimbo' bread. Is that bread for air heads? Anyway it did not make the trolley.
There must have been some serious dosh floating around Argentina at the start of last century. The buildings are magnificent and of substantial scale. Yesterday we visited the area of the presidential palace, and Eileen noted the cute guardsmen at the main doorway.
San Telmo was a fascinating blend of high priced high priced antique and specialty shops through clothing shops and a variety of cafes to a market and street vendors. The cobbled stone streets add to the character. In the market I spied a Spanish version of the coca-cola yoyo that
I had as a child. Deeming this a worthy addition to my burgeoning yoyo collection, but I was quickly on my way sin (Spanish for without) yoyo - it was only $US100.00!
Tonight we visited the oldest cafe in Argentina - cafe Tortoni. A lovely setting, quality tables and leather chairs. The interia and stained glass ceilings are impressive. Artworks decorate the walls, so I spent a few minutes ambling about. I enjoyed the old world ambience. The service was inattentive for a quiet night when there were clearly lots of staff (I often notice this in cafe's, or are we more tolerant when we can see they are busy?). The hot chocolate was delisimo. Cheryl, Esther gave us delighful conversation to compliment the evening.
Leigh
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