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09/04/2007

Buenos Aires - Culture Vulture

So I´m in BA now.
I flew down from Sao Paulo and met Mark (sinead´s other half) en route.
I was tired wen i got here coz this dude in sao paulo snored like a dog and therefore i woke at 5am daily. Which was convenient on the last day coz I had a 7am flight , but the otherdys it was messed up.

























I brushed my teeth. I also went out to overdose on culture.





















I went to the botanical gardens - they were splendid



































So there was this protest in the city today - at least 100,000 people marched. I was confused so I asked a lady what was happening. A professor was murdered by the police with a baton gun for protesting against poor wages in a southern province. The protest was in his honor.











































This point was quite powerful - raised fists, singing.


















The cathederal.














































I went to the cemetary in La Rocoletta. It was like a necropolis - rows and rows of house-like tombs. It was nice, but slightly morbid. I would hope that when i die people choose to surround me by plants, flowers, trees and life - not concrete.













Evita was resting there. She was in the leading presidential couple many years ago and pushed for social change.She was in a film (i dont think she was as annoying as maddona in real life though) History lesson over.






















































































This was the most obese tree I ever saw.














I visited the social sciences university coz i´m cool.
I also saw a huge bionic flower.





















I´m used to people not giving a fuck about dead pigeons in the street.
But there was something weird about a dead parrot on the path.

















I went to this museum, it was closed.




I went to a riverplate game. It was shit. The atmosphere was fuckin incredible. We bought tickets on the terraces - 2quid. We were penned in ith about 20,000 pissed roudy argis in our secton. It turns out we (the gang of gringos) were more interesting than the game coz about 50 othe the local fans turneround and started rippin the piss for about 20 mins. Nothin hostile, jus good banter bout faulklands, our appearance - usual stuff.
I would have taken photos and uploaded them, but once again i was too pussy.












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