Monheit Reunion in BA

My family left Argentina Sunday after 9 days of exploring the city. I will say this was not our smoothest family vacation. We encountered some airport troubles. I am starting to think my parents are a little unlucky. So first, my parents’ flight to Argentina was cancelled. They did not arrive until 12 hours later. Furthermore, our flight to Iguazú falls (the picture at the top of my blog) was 7 hours delayed and then finally cancelled. Everyone was super disappointed considering it was supposed to be the highlight of the trip.

Despite the airline mishaps, we did accomplish a lot in the city.

Here are a few favorites:

Sunday night we had dinner with my host family in Puerto Madero. It was super weird for me to have una mezcla (a mix) of my two families. My dad attempted to practice Spanish…

On Tuesday night we went to a Tango show. Tango originated in Buenos Aires. Originally Italian immigrants brought the dance to Argentina and men would dance with prostitutes. The rest of the city was too pretentious to share the same dance as prostitutes. It was not until the Tango spread to Paris that porteños (locals from Buenos Aires) were willing to participate. But the show was the perfect blend of tango dance, music performance, and singing. They did a wonderful rendition of Don’t Cry for Me Argentina. Too bad they prohibited flash photography. Although my parents did indulge on this picture: 

(I will post when my mom figures out how to properly scan it. It's very cute.)

Wednesday we took a boat to Colonel in Uruguay for the day. I couldn’t believe the exchange rate was 16 Uruguay pesos to 1 dollar. Besides getting a new stamp on my passport, I will say there was not much to do in Colonel. We walked around the city and along the beach coast. 

This pretty much sums up the trip to Colonel.

We went to the markets and I bought a hand knitted sweater. My parents bought the 3 monkeys (hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil). Obviously we need more animals for our house in Florida.

I know this is a flashback, but this picture never gets old.

On Friday we were supposed to spend the day in Iguazú falls. When our plans fell through we decided to go to Tigre for the day. It is quaint city on the water. You have to take a boat to travel anywhere. We headed to 3 bocas and trekked through the trails. The whole place is really nice minus the brown water. 

Saturday afternoon my parents and I took a bike tour of some of the neighborhoods in Buenos Aires. We went to Puerto Madero, La Boca, San Telmo, and Plaza de Mayo. I loved our tour guide. He is from Germany and can speak 6 different languages (German, English, Spanish, Portuguese, Turkish, and Croatian). He told us some great facts about the city. Apparently La Boca stadium has Coca-cola written in black because they refused to have the color red (the color of their rival River Plate) on their stadium. They also made LG change their normally red sign to pink.

On Sunday my mom and I took a tour of Casa Rosada, the “pink” house. This is the grand view of Plaza de Mayo. 

Plaza de Mayo

 Finally, Rachel and her former roommate Will took me to this old theater turned into a library. And with that chau chau...