We woke up on Monday feeling refreshed and ready for whatever. So we didn’t really do anything. We had coffee and some crumpets and decided to head out to see some of the parks around town. There are a ton of green spaces and for the most part pretty cool. Outside of changing money and Holly going to her first spanish class, the only other thing notable was eating at a place called “The Burger Joint.” It was just a little hole in the wall operation and they had three burgers: regular, Mexican, and Jamaican. If you guessed what was on them you would probably be right. You could get a burger, a burger with fries, or a burger/fries/beer combo. Naturally Holly and I got two combos of the Mexican and Jamaican varieties. The food was good but the space really made the experience. Nothing but an open kitchen, a couple tables, posters on the walls, and hand written tags from their time open. We’ve all seen the restaurants that let people write on the walls, and I’ve only really enjoyed it at two places. The Jewish Mother in Virginia Beach is one of them, The Burger Joint in BA is the other. I dig the idea. Tiny menu, tiny space, and a DIY interior. Sign me up. After that we walked home and got some sleep for the next couple of days wandering around looking at graves. 6/11 took us to La Recoleta Cemetery.This is the one that one joke is about; people are dying to get in. Recoleta is the resting place of the rich and famous from Buenos Aries and Argentina as a whole. Too many presidents, governors, and actresses are buried here, and needless to say it is very awesome. It was originally in the outskirts of BA, but as the city grew around it, El Cemetario del Norte suddenly became very central. It is a beautiful place, but literally in the middle of a neighborhood and next to a super swanky mall. It was great, but felt outgrown and unnatural compared to La Chacarita Cemetery, or Cemeterio del Oeste (west), which was just massive. It had all of the intricacy and above ground mausoleums of Recoleta, but was literally 19 times bigger. Holly and I wandered through the built up cemetery town thing for about 20 minutes and were like, “ok this is like Recoleta, lets get out of here,” and then we realized that the had only scratched the surface. We walked back through the “town” and realized that there were also two stories of mausoleums that we under ground and stretched out so far it kind of made you dizzy. Beside all of that was traditional burial sites that we would be used to in the US. Headstones with flowers and the like. Anyways, after we really discovered how massive it was, we both felt very small in a city of incredible history and size. We left the cemetery and walked through the city towards Holly’s class, but not before stopping by some famous graffiti spots which had been on our to-do list for the past 3 days. We had been close to seeing it a couple times, but either felt too tired or too muggable to stick around and appreciate it. We finally checked it off today. After I picked Holly up at her class and headed home, we checked another item off our list: make chorizo meat sauce and serve it over fresh pasta from the artisanal pasta place down the street. Bang bang. Onions, garlic, red and green peppers, mushrooms, tomatoes and tomato puree, red wine, and chorizo later, we had done it. A day of check marks. I also sat down and caught up on this POS blog. So here we are; the end of the day, the end of the entry, and I still haven’t uploaded a picture.

Stay tuned. Pictures and proof of life coming soon. Hopefully tomorrow.

choudios