Teatro Colón was built from 1889 to 1908 by a succession of three architects. During our one hour tour the guide tells us it is one of the six most important opera houses in the world. We learn that the columns and other portions of the interior are stucco, expertly painted to look like marble. The master craftsmen were brought to Buenos Aires from Europe. It is an impressive building which is used today for opera, ballet and the symphony.
Tuesday morning we visit Teatro Colón, the Opera House. On our walk to the theater we come across a political protest or rally. It seems our guide from yesterday was accurate, protests seem to be a common occurrence. Teatro Colón was built from 1889 to 1908 by a succession of three architects. During our one hour tour the guide tells us it is one of the six most important opera houses in the world. We learn that the columns and other portions of the interior are stucco, expertly painted to look like marble. The master craftsmen were brought to Buenos Aires from Europe. It is an impressive building which is used today for opera, ballet and the symphony. For lunch we go to El Sanjuanino. It is a local restaurant in Ricoleta well known for their empanadas. We order a variety of empanadas, a salad and some octopus. A ton of delicious food! In the afternoon we tour Museo Nacional de Arte Decorativo. This huge mansion was the home of a very wealthy family, the result of the marriage of Matías Errazúriz and Josefina de Alvear, the granddaughter of Independence-era leader Carlos María de Alvarez. It was designed by the French architect, René Sergent. Established as a museum in the 1930's, it displays antique furnishings and collector art. It is fun to walk through the rooms and imagine what life had been like living in the home.
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Monday comes and the sun peeks out in time for our private tour of the city. We drive along the main avenue, Avenida 9 de Julio and past the Obelisco de la Plata to the Plaza de Mayo. The pink palace (Presidential Palace) stands behind a fence which is now permanent and part of the protests. To one side of the plaza is the Catedral Metropolitana, which was the parish of Jorge Mario Bergoglio before he became Pope Francis. In La Boca we stop at Caminito. The brightly colored corrugated tin buildings catch the eye. Tango music is everywhere. A short drive away is the San Telmo neighborhood, filled with antique shops. We also walk through a local market which sells meats and produce and has some small restaurants. Puerto Modero has been reclaimed from the traditional shipping warehouses, and with landfill has become the home of many new commercial and residential buildings. The old warehouses are now mostly restaurants and shopping. A residential bridge links it to the city center in the area behind the Pink Palace. The driver takes us through Palermo and Ricoleta to the cemetery. This is my fourth trip to the cemetery, but I am still fascinated by the mosuliums. Of course, we need to stop by and see Evita. Our tour guide is excellent. She tells us of the history of Argentina, the people and the places all with a bit of humor. For example, she says that demonstrations are a hobby for the Argentines. She also shares windows into her life, which makes us feel as if she is a friend showing us the city she loves. It starts to rain on Saturday after we have finished our meal and just as we step into Rapa Nui, an incredible Patagonian ice cream and chocolates shop. We walk back to the hotel in a warm downpour, and could not help but to start singing in the rain. The rain continues off and on into Sunday, mostly as a cooler mist. But the day is brightened with the arrival of Dan and Martha. After our breakfast and their opportunity to freshen up, we walk to the Ricoletta area. The weather and possibly the January vacation season have taken their toll on the number of vendors at the Sunday Féria. Approximately half of the stalls are displaying their wares. We meander through, but do buy. We are very close to Cementerio Ricoletta, but save that for tomorrow. Instead we walk around the cemetery walls to the Mueseo Nacional de Bellas Artes. It is a free museum with the international art of masters such as Monet, Pissarro, and Rembrandt. It also has many works from Argentine and South American artists. There are two special exhibits, Rodin and Miro. As sculptors they are absolutely on opposite ends of the spectrum.
We begin our walk back toward the hotel mid-afternoon stopping to have a late lunch along the way. I know it is heresy, but I choose to have white salmon rather than a steak. It is a huge portion and simply prepared. Quite good. The ribeyes and skirt steak chosen by the others are also delicious. We are excited to become reacquainted with Buenos Aires. Several years ago I worked on a project which caused me to spend 35 days in the city over a nine month period. William was able to join me for five days on one of those trips. My Buenos Aires home was the Plaza Hotel, which is just a few blocks from where we are now staying. In between our quest for cellular service we still have time to get reacquainted with the area. We walk by Obelisco de la Plata and stroll through Plaza Lavalle, which is flanked by Teatro Colón, Templo Libertadad, government buildings and business offices. In addition we do a little window shopping mostly along Avenida Florida and at the Pacifico Mall. We spend time in Plaza San Martin, looking at the monuments and people watching. William takes time to sit back and smoke a Cuban cigar he bought in a shop near our hotel. It would not be a reacquaintance if it did not include the beef of Argentina. Contrary to the advice yesterday from the Front Desk, on Friday I find that there are local restaurants who serve food after 3 pm. Las Mejores is just four blocks away and well regarded on Trip Advisor. It is a great place for locals and for a traveler. There isn't much in the way of ambiance, but William has a half liter of beer, I have a glass of premium Malbec and we each have a pound of the best ribeye we have had since arriving in South America (with a side salad) for $35 U.S. Oh yes, although very busy, the wait staff is friendly and helpful. Saturday's main meal (at 3 pm) is at Las Nazarenes, just seven blocks from our hotel. There's comfortable outside dining under the umbrellas. We start with a baked provolone, then a Caesar salad and finally share a ribeye. With a 750 ml of beer and a generous glass of wine the total is $75 USD. The ambiance is nice, the waiters, more professional, the food is good, but the steak doesn't measure up to yesterday's ribeye at Las Mejores. When we are going to be within a county for a week (or more) we prefer to get local cellular service, usually using William's phone. It can be really easy (15 minutes at the airport in Auckland, New Zealand) or much more time consuming (several days of trial and error during one of our early trips to Ecuador). Every country seems to have their own protocol. Add to that the issue that we often don't have a command of the the local language and are trying to buy a prepaid service and SIMM card --- it's a recipe for frustration.
We begin our quest on Friday. I read online that Claro has the most subscribers and Movistar has the best coverage within Argentina. William's phone worked well with Movistar in Ecuador, so that's my first choice. I Google "Movistar near me" and find a store .75 km from the hotel that opens at 10:00. After breakfast off we go and arrive at 10:05. The door to the store is locked. But it has keys hanging in the interior lock and there is a woman inside. Hmmm. We wait ten minutes then knock. The woman inside waves us off. Muttering under our breaths, we walk away. We do some nearby sightseeing, then concentrate on the Movistar locations I found on Avenida Florida via my Google search. We try three different Movistar locations without success. At the last one we are able to understand that we must go to specific Movistar locations to buy a chip (SIMM card). They even provide us a small piece of paper with four addresses listed. We try the closest one and to paraphrase they say "no chip". At the second one we come to understand that the Movistar system for new chips is down for the next ~5 hours. Perhaps this is why the first store waived us off and the others have not been able to help? She can sell us a chip ($100 peso's) but we must wait 5 hours for it to be active. We hand over the 100 peso's and provide her with my passport info as the ID. All of our interaction have been in Spanish, sometimes with the aide of offline Google Translate on my phone. We are pretty sure she warns us that the chip will need to be recharged (have money added) after the service is active. We walk out of the store relieved to have a SIMM card in hand. Friday evening over an adult beverage William inserts the new SIMM card into his phone. We smile at each other when it works. A text arrives telling us (in Spanish, of course) that we must recharge the card within 48 hours. Saturday morning we return to the Movistar store where we purchased the SIMM card in order to recharge. We learn that they do not do recharges. They mention a kiosk. Another Movistar store tells us to go to the "25 Kiosk". This chain of outlets (actually named "Open 25 HS !" is the kiosk version of Seven Eleven in the US with a selection of convenience products. There seems to be one every few blocks in the business and tourist areas. We try several only to receive heads shaking "No". Along Avenida Florida the 25 Kiosk clerks point us to the Movistar stores and the Movistar store personnel point us to the 25 Kiosks. We even explain our dilemma to an English-speaking clerk in a leather goods store. He closes his store walks us to the closest 25 Kiosk and is surprised when the clerks says he does not recharge Movistar as the one he uses near his home does. We would buy a Claro chip and possibly start over, but all the Claro stores are closed. Sigh. We reach the last 25 Kiosk on Florida before we turn toward our hotel. I stare at the signs on the small window and notice one that looks like they recharge for Movistar, Claro and other cell carriers. We have nothing to lose, so we try again. Hurray! This 25 Kiosk will recharge our card. We add 200 pesos and soon the phone dings with a text telling us of the recharge. We walk back to the hotel. As we pass the 25 Kiosk around the corner from the hotel I notice that they display the same sign. We literally could have walked to the corner this morning and achieved our goal within 10 minutes. Oy! We leave Montevideo for Buenos Aires, Argentina via the Buquebus ferry. I booked our tickets months ago using their website (greatly aided by Google Translate). It was only $12 more to go Business Class, so I went for it. It turns out the benefits are a slightly smaller queue at check-in, access to an air conditioned lounge prior to boarding, a glass of sparkling wine on board and wider chairs. Not a great value, but we think it was worth it.
During the crossing we discuss our return to Uruguay after almost five years. The primary industry remains agriculture and that probably will never change. However, some high tech industry is making footholds. We were told that TaTa Consulting has made Montevideo their South America headquarters. The city seems a little more vibrant, with some newer restaurants and different cuisines. There is still so much potential for the Old Town, but it will take investment money and higher paid jobs in the area to truly revitalize the old buildings. Could we live here for a few years? Both of us answer yes, but we agree there are other cities in the world we would choose ahead of Montevideo. The ferry goes upriver for about two hours to Buenos Aires, and we catch a taxi outside the port to our hotel (Alvear Art) for the next six nights. Our room is ready so we unpack then at about 2:30 pm look for a late lunch. The Front Desk advises us that most restaurants close for lunch at 2:30 or 3:00, but they recommend one that doesn't close and is a short taxi ride away. Ok, but first we must find an ATM and get Argentine pesos. We walk about a block to an ATM - it has a sign about service and is closed. We try three more, all from different banks. All have a message about service and are closed. At the last bank a woman (I think an employee) says it will reopen at five pm. Hmmm.... we walk back to the hotel and explain our experience. Several people at the Front Desk say yes... all the banks shut down for a period at 3 pm to "account and refill the money". They are not sure if it is for an hour or two. Sigh... two cultural learnings for us in less than 30 minutes - don't expect more than a hot dog or a sandwich place to be open for lunch after 3 pm and don't plan on using and ATM between 3 and 5 pm. Well, that is some of the fun (and mindset broadening) that comes with travel. We opt to just stay at the hotel where we can eat appetizers or sandwiches in the bar area. We have a huge (and filling) board of meats, cheeses, olives, etc. and a fish and chips appetizer. The quality is good and we are again happy. William now has a single cup french press, so he's happy to leisurely drink his coffee and read his email. We have a lazy start to our Tuesday morning then set out to explore more of the city. Christine told us about her neighborhood, including an old mercado which was converted to a food venue so we decide to stroll over and check it out. We enjoy walking through the quieter area - the streets can be quite busy in the area of Independence Square where we are staying and this change of pace is welcome. The buildings are mostly two to four stories and are of differing ages. Some could use a little TLC and others have been recently refreshed (at least on the exterior), We take our time, stopping to look at buildings of interest and arrive at the Mercado Ferrando at noon as the small restaurants are opening. There's communal tables in the middle of the market and 5-6 food and beverage purveyors on each side. We decide on a couple of tapas, a craft beer and a glass of local Uruguayan wine. The tapas are very good, and we are fortified for some more walking before a late lunch. We meander west (back toward Palacio Salvo) and also a number of blocks south, closer to Rio de la Plata. Our destination is La Cocina de Pedro. We walk in to a very nicely appointed restaurant with an open kitchen along much of one wall. The menu has the steaks and other grilled meats so common, but also fresh takes on Italian entrees. We start with a grilled provolone cheese, then William has mushroom risotto and I have ravioli made with a beet flour and filled with goat cheese with a beet reduction drizzled on top. We are both very happy with our choices. It is a good thing we have a ten block walk ahead of us to help the food settle. :-) Wednesday is more local exploring and relaxing. Of course it includes food, and today's highlight is "The Board" at Sin Pretensiones. It comes with delicious, warm bread, assorted meats, cheeses, a little smoked salmon, grilled veges, almonds, figs, etc. It goes well with the craft beer and Viognier we order while enjoying the breeze on a hot afternoon.
This Monday morning William and I have the pleasure of taking a private walking tour of the old town with Christine of Uruguay-Autentico. We meet Christine in the iconic Palacio Salvo, which is where our apartment is located... but now we get to see parts that are not accessible to the tenants and to learn the history of the building. :-) The Palacio was built by the wealthy Salvo brothers and completed in 1928. For a few years it was the highest building in South America. It was built to be a luxury hotel, but quickly ran into money problems and space on many of the floors was sold as shares (think early condo's). The building has a rich bohemian history including being the home of Montevideo's famous musician Raul Rial and also home to the noted poet Idea Vilariño. Christine obtains the keys and takes us up to the the small viewing deck on the 25th floor for a panoramic view and then to the rooftop terrace on the 10th floor. We walk through other parts of the building learning of the history, tales of a ghost and observing details of the finishings such as the shell design in the railings. We learn about Uruguay's history and politics while standing in Independence Square, then stroll along the walk of fame while Christine points out the tiles of noted people and discusses their relevance. There's much more we learn as we walk toward Zabala Square and also see the tile mosaics that an unknown artist has been clandestinely installing . During a break at Zabala Square Christine instructs us on the etiquette of drinking mate and gives us an opportunity to try it. Mate is Uruguay's (and Argentina's) ubiquitous beverage. We see many people carrying their thermos of hot water and their mate vessel (gourd) with the metal straw as they walk about town. After trying it both William and I think it must be an acquired taste. We walk to the port area and go through the Carnival Museum. Montevideo has a 40 day competition in five categories of Carnival performances. The competition begins later in January - too bad we will not be here to enjoy! If you are interested follow this link to see last year's winner in the Murga category. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ogo4juEeHyw&t=2s (it is ~45 min long, but scan through it if you do not have the time). We end our tour at Mercado del Puerto (a.k.a the Mecca of Meat), checking out a wine bar then sitting down for a delicious lunch at Cabaña Verónica. Christine advises us to try the baked provolone, a common starter. We mix it with some sliced Chorizo. It's great... easily competing wth good saganaki in a Greek restaurant or baked goat cheese in a Spanish restaurant. Our ribeye steaks (known locally as baby beef) are done to perfection and extremely flavorful. It's a slow walk back to the apartment, both because we've had a large meal and because our feet are tired, but it's been a wonderful morning and afternoon. It's a gorgeous Sunday morning and a perfect day for a street market. Following William's coffee experiment we take Aveneda 18 de Julio east for 2 km to the Féria Tristan Narvaja. The Féria is setup every Sunday and runs down the middle of the street for eight full blocks. A wide variety of goods are sold - pets, produce, cheeses, clothing, belts, DVD's, electronics, bakery to name a few. When we arrive at 11 am the street is swarming with shoppers. We have fun looking at the displays, but nothing compels us to buy and we head back toward the apartment. We have a lunch of beef Milanese at Bar Facal, which claims to be the oldest bar in Montevideo. Outside is Fuente de los Candados, a fountain with thousands of love padlocks on it's gate. Next to it is a statue of Carlos Gardel, who is famous for singing tango and his tango compositions. He died in a plane crash at the height of his career, so I sat down with him while he enjoyed his coffee. It is such a beautiful day with perfect breezes. In the late afternoon we walk to Plaza Zabala to listen and watch the parrots who frequent the trees in the park. Today there are visitors - a pair of hawks cause some concern for the parrots.
Yes, we are travelers, but one ritual William truly loves is relaxing with his morning coffee. As the apartment does not have a coffee maker, Friday evening we create a plan to go to the cafe next door for morning coffee. We carry our laptop and iPad out the door at 8:30 am only to find that the cafe and indeed all of the small restaurants in the area are closed. Oh, it is Saturday and they must cater to the workers in the nearby offices and only open Monday through Friday. Ouch! We meet a tour guide waiting for her client and she tries to help by searching on the internet, but finds that most nearby coffee shops/restaurants that are open on the weekends at best begin serving at 10am. The highest possibility is a McDonalds on the pedestrian street (Sarandi). Somewhat depressed, we return our electronics to the apartment then begin the six block walk to McDonalds. Luckily we see that a local restaurant a block past McDonalds is open. The waiter is a little surly when William attempts to order an omelette along with his coffee - the only food they serve before 11 am is chivitos (sandwiches) or bakery. Sigh. This is going to be tough for a low-carb guy. While having coffee we develop a plan to go to the TaTa store (it's a South American chain that is a smaller grocery, home goods and clothing store) to see if we can find a coffee maker. Alas, we find that TaTa does not sell coffee makers and the other home goods stores in the area are closed for the weekend. Time for Plan B. We buy components that allow William to approximate a pour-over coffee maker. There's a small fine sieve that fits over a coffee cup, standard coffee maker filters and of course, coffee. I know I'm skipping ahead a bit, but William gets to try out his home made pour-over coffee solution on Sunday. His conclusion: it will do in a pinch, but if he's going to make coffee in the apartment going forward we should buy a small french press. We were in Montevideo in March, 2014. During that trip we visited Mercado del Puerto every 4-5 days. It is an old train station which was converted into ~ 15 small restaurants which cook over firewood grills. Back then we dubbed Mercado del Puerto the Mecca of Meat, and we've been thinking of it for months. We choose to do our main meal at lunchtime and stroll the 1.6 km from our apartment to the Mecca of Meat. After scoping out several restaurants and their grills we choose a restaurant in one of the corners. The owner/chef acts as our waiter and provides us with a complementary chorizo sausage to share while we sip our vino and cerveza - we're celebrating. :-). The entrecõt steaks arrive and are very good. The salad is crisp with tomatoes that have that fresh-out-of-the-garden taste. After a large meal at lunchtime we feel that a little exercise is in order. We take the long way home and walk along the Rambla, enjoying the river views.
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