San Telmo Markets! They are a hoarders dream, the cobblestone streets are littered with stalls selling everything from Matte cups, hand made hunting knifes (my favourite) vintage jewellery, hats, cameras, leather, leather, some more leather and Americana memorabilia from the 60’s. I went with the wonderful Oliva who I met at a hostel and as too often happens, turns out she is good mates with most of my friends from back home Steve, Heslin, The Bradys etc. And her sister went to school with Em (my girlfriend)
Not So High.
Seeing a pickpocket get crash tackled into a market stall and punched by the locals that caught him. Fuck it, who I am kidding, the drama was great. That should have been on the high list.
Mortadella Sandwich from Bar Plaza Dorrego. Plaza Dorrego is one of the oldest parts of the city dating back to 18th century when it was an area reserved for the wagons that brought in produce to Buenos Aires from all over the country.
Nothing but Tango!
I don’t think have one, ahhh actually. to the gentleman on the train playing guitar for money. Find a new hobby, you suck!