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Category Archives: Southern Chronicles
I ate and then I ATE
Yes, it is time I talk about food. Eating in Buenos Aires is like falling in love with the city. I wasn’t in love at first taste but it grew on me. Fortunately, it grew on me. Otherwise, my waistline … Continue reading
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Tagged argentian cuisine, cabana las lillas, eating in buenos aires, kobe beef
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I think BA, te quiero
Buenos Aires is no Paris. It doesn’t have the obvious beauty, the wide boulevards and the monuments. This city is no Rome pack-filled with historical sites. But don’t be fooled, this city is deep and unassuming. It draws you in … Continue reading
I had a wish in Buenos Aires
2 years ago when I visited Buenos Aires, I had a wish. I wanted to watch soccer in La Boca in Buenos Aires. I finally did it this year! It was the last game of the season and the winners … Continue reading
I attempt to explain Tango
There is a very formal and factual explanation of tango in wikipedia. I’ll explain the way I dance it and feel it. Tango is both a form of music as it is a dance. Although, I can tell you now, … Continue reading
I saw Chicago in Buenos Aires
Going to see Chicago in Buenos Aires is a really cheap and fuss free affair. Or so I thought. Not the city, it was the musical about 2 women who killed their lovers while dreaming of being stars in show … Continue reading
I think reading in BA is like a play
When I asked about Argentinean literature, there is a general consensus that it is often “dramatico”. So it is not surprising that one of the largest bookstores in Argentina and among the most beautiful in the world is but set … Continue reading
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Tagged al ateneo, life is a play, Pablo Neruda, spanish literature
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My stomach has jetlag
I think my stomach has not adjusted to the time difference. Buenos Aires is 4 hours behind Paris, which is not a lot really. The weather is completely opposite. Paris is snowing now at a constant sub-zero degree Celsius situation. Buenos … Continue reading
I went back to school
Today, with my pencil-case full of coloured pens, a dictionary, a notebook (thanks gang for moleskin black book), I went back to school. Going to school consisted of waking up early to prepare for the placement test and looking for … Continue reading
I see clouds on an apple
I saw clouds growing on apples, Mr Invisible, fairies and the strawberry topping of Buenos Aires; San Telmo. San Telmo is my strawberry topping of Buenos Aires (for now). It’s colourful, musical, tasty and warm. During my 13 hours plane … Continue reading
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I think lavender grows on trees in BA
When you eat a strawberry cake and there is one strawberry on the cake, do you eat it first or do you eat it last? I like to eat it last. I shook off the hesitations of yesterday and set … Continue reading
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Tagged buenos aires, carlos gardel, por una carbeza, tanog
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