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Thursday, November 17, 2016

Buenos Aires (Argentina) - The Proposal - Part (I)



Buenos Aires (Argentina)

The ‘Proposal’ – Part I – a place to call my own
17 NOVEMBER – 25 NOVEMBER 2016

Argentina and Buenos Aires has left an indelible mark upon me. No other place in the world, other than the city I grew up in (Sydney), and the city that I associate with my family, and where I lived for a few years (Belgrade), has allowed me to feel as at home, feel as comfortable and be in my place as Buenos Aires. Ever since I fell for this city back in 2010 all I ever wanted to do was to carve out a piece it and have it for my very own. Somehow  that opportunity had now arrived. This was now my time.


First stop Rio de Janeiro - Brasil - just a transit port this time

This is exactly the feeling you have after 14 hours in the air
Rio Gallegos Airport - Brasil


Sometimes when your stars start to align or when your plan starts to come together, you begin to see reasoning behind how the pieces of the puzzle actually managed to fit. You see what was once disparate reasoning, which never truly made sense, all of a sudden form that needed single view, that picture of complete clarity.

I’d been within Inga for 18 months at this point and had known for quite some time that I wanted to ask her to marry me. Now, as any man will tell you when they’re faced with the various facets of this scenario, your mindset immediately goes into planning mode, Where will I ask? How will I ask? What sort of ring would she like? ...there are in fact endless questions to which answers need to be found.

In the weeks where these questions formed and started to turn over in my mind there was a point in time where most of those unknowns became clear. My first requirement was that I needed to set the premise, or the proposition to Inga about the location. This step I’ll call laying the foundation. There had to be a logical reasoning for wanting to head to the deep south other than the notion of just wanting to go for the sake of it. That in itself would bring up more questions that I wanted to answer in a situation where I needed to be as clandestine as possible.


San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Cafe con leche - Plaza Dorrego Bar - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Plaza Dorrego Bar - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Plaza Dorrego Bar - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Plaza Dorrego Bar - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Inga of course knew that I'd always had a goal of buying a place in Buenos Aires. The time for simply wanting and forlornly looking through real estate advertisements was now over. So what better way to get serious and make the idea a reality than being on the ground in your destination city, to get a look and feel of a place and particular location in the city that we're both very fond of. Of course it was obvious in the end and my reasoning to her made it obvious, we just had to go to Buenos Aires...of course we had to go to Buenos Aires...in order to propose and buy an apartment – wrapping it ALL up into one unforgettable memory. Now that would be something that just couldn't be beaten.

In my planning therefore I started to consider what I’d like to call, the sweetener. What could I do to elevate the entire experience into something even more unforgettable? To me, in order to heighten an experience you need to be able to share it. It gives the experience a different perspective, energy and degree of excitement. So, I threw out the option to Inga. Why not ask her brother Davis to come down to Buenos Aires with us? We could show him around the city that we love, have him experience something totally different to Europe and of course get his feedback on our potential apartment purchase.

….so the plan was activated and put into action – on the 17th of November, 2016 it was due to commence

Landing in Buenos Aires on 17 November 2016  made it my 7th time in this wonderful city since  my first time in 2010 .Not bad for a Sydney boy with absolutely no affiliation to the country other than his love of meat, Malbec, Messi and football.

That feeling I have when driving from the airport in Ezeiza is always the same. Excitement, energy, anticipation, only that this occasion it felt like an arrival on steroids. Overwhemling anticipation that would lead to a proposal, potentially an apartment purchase and also Inga’s brother joining us for the whole adventure, well, this was going to be epic.

Typically Inga and I find ourselves hiding out in the barrio of San Telmo when we stay in Buenos Aires. This is the oldest barrio in the city, the most atmospheric and the one that has the most character. It’s colonial buildings, cobble stoned streets, antique shops, parrillas, tango parlours and cafés all combine to make this part of the city truly special, but also, Inga and I have a lot of great memories that have been banked away from occupying this corner of the world at various times.


San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

La Brigada Parrilla - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Cafe Tortoni - Avenida de Mayo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Walking in San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Walking into Plaza Dorrego Bar one morning we were greeted by the smiling face of a waiter that we’d gotten chatting with on previous occasions. Plaza Dorrego Bar is an old school café across Avenida Defensa from Plaza Dorrego itself. The waiters are all male and have the standard black tie, black vested uniform that makes you think of a bygone era – a classic, evocative, old school space with traditional Argentine style chequered floors, a weathered wooden bar and wooden tables. It has that old musty smell that just melds perfectly with this section of the city, and I have to say, is a favourite morning spot for me in San Telmo. My order is always the same, a cafe con leche y tres medias lunas.  Our waiter already knew, it was saying my order to me at the same time that I was.

Davis flew into Buenos Aires the next day. His arrival added a totally new dimension to our time here. It almost felt like we were showing him around our home town. I felt the same way I’d feel if I was guiding someone around Sydney, of course, you want them to like your town and you feel its your job to show it off to the best of your ability…which is what we absolutely did, and in spades.

From the day that he joined us on Defensa with the traditional Sunday afternoon markets, we guided him to all of the spots that were both known and loved by us. Starting in San Telmo, post market day, we showed him the Che mural on Pasaje San Lorenzo, walked around the old antique stores and cobble stoned streets, ending up at the famous Parrilla La Brigada in the evening for a round of Malbec and steak, their famous moniker being that their steak is so soft ‘that you can cut it with a spoon’.


Cafe Tortoni - Avenida de Mayo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Cafe Tortoni - Avenida de Mayo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

El Ateneo Grand Splendid - Avenida Santa Fe - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Bar El Federal - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Bar El Federal - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Avenida President Roque Saenz Pena - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Buenos Aires - Argentina

Of course, we also spent some time down in the colourful barrio of La Boca. An historic and proud barrio of Buenos Aires located next to the city’s port where the Riacheulo River meets the Rio de la Plata. This area has always been known as poor part of town. In some ways bleak, very industrial and rough, the barrio can be intimidating if you find yourself strolling into its unsafe areas. Tourists are constantly warned not to stray off the well trodden paths for the sake of getting robbed. The main area of Calle Caminito however is rather kitschy and largely touristic. Filled with cafes and open air tango shows it’s the typical tourist trap that you'll find anywhere in the world. Of course you can get off the beaten track but perhaps not best down in a solo manner. Still, for what it is, it’s worth showing, even from an historical aspect of the city and in terms of photography. The colours and the theatre just make this area stand out in photos.


Retiro - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Retiro - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Four Seasons Hotel - Calle Posadas - Buenos Aires - Argentina

La Brigada - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Calle San Lorenzo - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Feria in San Telmo - Defensa - Buenos Aires - Argentina


Feria de San Telmo - Avenida Defensa - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Feria de San Telmo - Avenida Defensa - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

La Brigada - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina



La Poesia - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

La Brigada - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina


Our path through Buenos Aires on this occasion was largely dictated by my apartment hunting. I’d orchestrated my search was with the assistance of a well known BA consultant, Michael Koh, who’d put me in touch with an agent he trusted and had worked with previously. I found Michael online after a fair amount of research. Essentially, in his role as a consultant, he assists foreigners like me, who are interested in real estate investments either in Buenos Aires or Argentina, to go through the ‘discovery’ and contract process. A process, which without prior knowledge, can be quite complex and being Argentina, inevitably takes many twists and turns. He was, without question, the consummate professional and made himself available to answer my queries at all times. Absolutely phenomenal guy I have to say.


La Boca - Buenos Aires - Argentina

La Boca - Buenos Aires - Argentina

La Boca - Buenos Aires - Argentina

La Boca - Buenos Aires - Argentina

La Boca - Buenos Aires - Argentina


La Boca - Buenos Aires - Argentina

La Boca - Buenos Aires - Argentina

La Boca - Buenos Aries - Argentina

La Boca - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Michael’s recommendation of looking outside of my favourite barrio, San Telmo, therefore extended our search out to Palermo, Palermo Viejo and Palermo Soho. These areas are typically known as the trendiest parts of the town, so coupled with real estate viewing we took to showing Davis parts of the town that were within our search zone. So aside from the old staples like Café Tortoni and Recoleta cemetery, we also took in a dinner at Don Julio in Palermo, which incidentally in 2018 made it to #6 on the list of Best South American restaurants, https://www.theworlds50best.com/latinamerica/en/the-list-2018/Don-Julio.html  currently #55 in the world. 

Another evening we were back in Recoleta and took to seeing the wonderful Fuerza Bruta (Brute Force), a post-modern theatre production that incorporates music, theatre, light shows, water, smoke and a plethora of interactive engagements in a setting that completely surrounds you. As a member of the audience you effectively stand in the middle of the stage as the performance takes place above your head, on the walls, on the front stage, everywhere. It’s so completely immersive, mind blowing in its action and free flowing, it pushes and pulls you in all directions. I’ve only ever seen the show in Buenos Aires, and even though it can now be seen in cities around the world, the concept and production originated in this city.


Cemetario de Recoleta - Buenos Aires - Argentina

 Buenos Aires - Argentina

Cemetario de Recoleta - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Don Julio - Palermo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Don Julio - Palermo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Cafe Tortoni....this guy....'Siiiiiiiii'

Cafe Tortoni - Avenida de Mayo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Of course the hits just kept coming in terms of experience as post Fuerza Bruta we hit the Hard Rock, the Four Seasons for drinks and then went to Floreria Atlantico, another Buenos Aires highlight, ranked #14 in a list of the World’s Top 50 bars, http://www.worlds50bestbars.com/fifty-best-bars-list-2018/?ist=11, this place is one of those cool, interestingly hidden places, where you could easily walk by on first passing. From the outside it’s just a florist shop, and indeed during the day that’s all at is, but this late night florist holds the coolest secret. Through a non-descript door you descend the stairs into a very cool Latin American speakeasy. Admittedly it’s not my favourite bar in Buenos Aires as it gets packed quickly and early here, and really, there’s just better set-ups around, but with that said, the drinks here are on point. The bartenders now what they’re doing and the drinks are special.


Saturday, March 28, 2015

Buenos Aires - I'm going to take you to a tango show!

Buenos Aires (Argentina)
28 March - 06 April 2015


The question I get asked by all and sundry is ‘What is it about Buenos Aires’? In the immediate moments after I hear the question I always find myself in that inevitable space of having to fumble for the appropriate verbs and adjectives, I simultaneously berate myself for not ever having developed a stock answer, but now, with the equivalent lucidity of a man that’s consumed three glasses of Malbec and has hit that ‘sweet zone’ of temporary enlightenment, I figure that I don’t ever really need to have one. The question is about as complex as answering ‘why are you in love?’, I mean how do you formulate an answer and provide a significant amount of justice to the weight of that feeling? I know that I can frame the response in terms of what initially drew me in, which was the steak, red wine and its vibrancy of life, but that’s basic talk, that’s just Buenos Aires 101 for the newbie.  I  could then add something about its energy, passion, lifestyle, architecture, sense of style, sense of self, nightlife, the cobble stoned streets of San Telmo, café con leche and medialunas in Dorrego Bar, the roar of the crowd in La Bombonera, the dog walkers handling 10 dogs at a time on the tree lined streets of Palermo, watching the afternoon sun light up the buildings with a glorious burnt orange hue over Puerto Madero, walking Defensa on market day, sipping cocktails and feeling the buzz of Plaza Serrano, looking at the uniquely framed Punta de la Mujer, infiltrating a cross fit class in the parks surrounding Madero, empanadas, dulce de leche, having three bites of walking across Avenida 9 de Julio, not grasping the weird locks of our apartment on Humberto Primo, talking about going to a tango show, actually going to a tango show…you see, the point ends up becoming so irrelevant because in the end it all rests within the realm of my own personal connection with the city and how this place makes me feel. That’s something that I can’t convey in it's entirety, you can’t simply give that to somebody, you can only hope that someone else gets the chance to have that experience and also, perhaps, feel the same sort of thing as you do. So when Inga’s flight touched down at Ezeiza on the 29th of March all I was hoping was that this town would somehow permeate her pores and pass on that same vibrant energy that had mesmerised me for so long.

San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Sunrise in San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Obelisco de Buenos Aires - Avenida Corrientes - Buenos Aires - Argentina
Puerto Madero panorama - Buenos Aires - Argentina

Drinks on Plaza Serrano - Palermo - Buenos Aires - Argentina 
When you front up to the starting line of a 3.5 month adventure you convince yourself that you have all the time in the world, whilst at the same time secretly whispering to yourself, in your 'other' internal voice, ‘yeah but time will pass us by so quickly’, and you know in yourself that you’re right. This adventure originated from an idea that was formulated in Paris, that when said out aloud at the time sounded like pure fantasy, and yet as I drifted through the now familiar streets of San Telmo, there I stood, in another city, on another continent, Inga in situ and me waiting for us to started.
The decision for both of us to do this was a huge roll of the dice on both parts. Travelling with friends, family members, partners, etc can be fraught with danger. The traps are an ever present reality. Spending so much time in the company of one another can quickly undo a relationship and turn it into a pile of rubble, but with that said, where there is risk there is also the chance for an equally large reward. So as I waited at the overcrowded arrival gates of Ezeiza airport and spotted that familiar face in a very foreign crowd all I was able to say when she approached was ‘hey, look at you’, not the most profound opening line of all time but at least I had time on my side to be able to improve on that!
Corridor entrance to our apartment - Humberto Primo - San Telmo - Buenos Aires
 
Our apartment - Humberto Primo - San Telmo - Buenos Aires
 
Our home in Buenos Aires was a great apartment on Humberto Primo, literally on the doorstep of Plaza Dorrego, a place where for me I believe that a person can find the essence of this city. On Sundays the plaza, and the avenue that it sidles up against (Avenida Defensa), comes alive with the chatter of people through its markets, the sounds of tango and the movement of people in dance, cafes filled with Portenos and tourists alike, parillas filling the air with the aromas of all sorts of grilled meat, the clinking of glasses filled with Malbec and the unique sound of Argentinian Spanish. For me it felt somehow important that Inga fall for Buenos Aires the same way that I did and the only way I could think of doing that was to throw the wall of Buenos Aires straight at her on arrival. Walking through the throngs on Defensa, heading up to Plaza de Mayo and admiring the uniquely coloured Casa Rosada, walking Avenida Pres.Roque Saenz Pena and being pulled into the central vortex of the city as represented by the Obelisco de Buenos Aires, an historical monument located at the intersection of Corrientes and Avenida 9 de Julio. This to me is how I believe a city can be truly experienced but especially a place like BA where walking the streets really allows you to feel the vibrancy and its pace of life. As I’ve commented many times before in this blog, I often find the best way of getting to know a city is to just walk, to go, explore and discover, whether that be with a certain intent or wandering aimlessly in the hope of acquiring those ‘happy’ accidental discoveries. I was more than happy that with Inga her modus was similar to mine, although I found out very quickly that she adopted the exhausting principal of ‘walk until you drop’, mitigated by only by the fact that refreshment stops for us both were for the most part cocktail sessions somewhere in the city. An outsider viewing our movements could quite easily have been fooled into thinking that our journey through this metropolis was nothing more than an extravagant bar crawl!
Gardelito, Defensa on a Sunday, he's just such a part of the city. This is the personification of San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina
 
If it's a glass of Malbec then it must be Argentina - Puerto Madero - Buenos Aires - Argentina
Love this place - Dorrego Bar - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina
 
'Seriously Mafalda!?' - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina
 
The 30th of March brought with it an important milestone for Inga, her 30th birthday. It was this date and of course the 2nd of July, my 40th, which essentially provided the bookends to our intended South American adventure. It was these two dates that we selected months ago as being ones that we wanted both wanted to celebrate in this town. So, as opposed to the previous day where we experienced Buenos Aires on the street, I thought that, post morning champagne celebration, which also involved some extreme skill on my part where I caught the flying rebound of the champagne cork off the living room wall (trust me, it looked impressive), that we head out to the heliport at San Isidro and take to the air in order to gain some vertical perspective of what is the second largest metropolitan area in South America after Sao Paulo.
Somewhere over the Rio de la plata - Buenos Aires - Argentina
Puerto Madero from the air - Buenos Aires - Argentina
 
Looking back now, several months removed from where it started, you realise that in writing at ‘arms length’, the location of where a place resides in your mind is always punctuated by the moments that you carry in your memory for what and how those moments made you feel. I do recall on one particular evening whilst taking a walk through the parks surrounding Puerto Madero that we encountered a cross fit group mid-session. What’s fantastic about this area and I guess about Portenos in general is that they enjoy getting out and doing things, now that may be in the guise of going to cafes, restaurants and bars, or as in this instance, keeping fit. Puerto Madero of an evening is filled with inline bladers, runners, meandering couples and fitness groups, something that we of course intended to be a part of. So with the stealth and deft touch of a blind elephant in a China shop, we infiltrated one of these groups by mimicking exercises from the safe distance of 5 mtrs, because as a foreigner, you know, you’ll never be spotted with your cloak of invisibility!? Sure enough, within seconds the instructor was calling us out and beckoning us to join in, without a second thought Inga does and enters the fray and of course I follow. Now, I don’t want to say that the gringo ring-ins showed the Portenos of Puerto Madero a thing or two about exercise, but yeah, we absolutely owned them!


'El Che' mural - Carlos Calvo - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina

 


Mothers of the disappeared mural - La Boca - Buenos Aires - Argentina

 


El caminito - La Boca - Buenos Aires - Argentina

 


 
Estadio Monumental - Belgrano-  Buenos Aires
 
Estadio Monumental - Belgrano-  Buenos Aires
 
Drinks at Floreria Atlantico - Retiro - Buenos Aires - Argentina
 

When you think of Buenos Aires there are places and things that immediately come to mind, places that punctuate your consciousness, but in the same way these places and events are unique in the manner in which you experience them. So when I think of us in San Telmo I remember the mural of ‘El Che’ on pasaje San Lorenzo, the accompanying words which I now know to say ‘For love, use a condom’ or I think of wandering the multi-coloured streets of La Boca and El Caminito and remembering that greater than the vibrant colour was the acquisition of the best Pisco Sours in the whole of South America ( we didn’t know it at the time but our extensive testing over three months was definitive, Buenos Aires (La Boca) owned the title even though Chile and Peru disputed intellectual property rights) or I think of the inspired 3am suggestion by Inga whilst lying in bed that going out for drinks would be a much better way of passing our time (and I had to agree) or I think of rocking up to the well known restaurant of La Brigada in San Telmo well after midnight and the waiters responding almost incredulously to our question of whether they were still open ‘…but of course we’re open’…but of course we repeat to ourselves, this is Buenos Aires and this is where a so much living is done between the hours of midnight and 6am. This is a town where you can walk into a florist, waltz passed a very non-descript door and descend stairs to one of the coolest bars in town (I’m looking at you Floreria Atlantico)  but it’s also a town where old school charm is still maintained and none better than within the four walls of the well known Café Tortoni. It’s a city of passion, as encountered by our trip to Estadio Monumental where one bright April afternoon we caught the local derby between River Plate and their inner city rivals San Lorenzo, and it’s a city of culinary delights, mostly of the carne persuasion, as typified by our visits to Don Ernesto, La Brigada and Desnivel but more importantly highlighted by our expert opinion which of them had the best chimichurri (The most necessary of condiments in Argentina – and - It was Desnivel by the way). The ‘key’ to feeling a city, this city, is to immerse yourself the best  way you can in whatever it has to offer, and sometimes, if both you and the city are on the same wavelength then something magical can happen. Buenos Aires to me is some place that I have to feel and not just see, and, far more importantly I think, one of those rare places that even though it isn't home it somehow still allows me to feel at home, and if I  mayspeak for Inga also, I think it’s a place that she fell for in the same manner as I have and did again. Why and how that happened is not so important as the fact that it did and the fact that I really hoped that it would. Buenos Aires never ever seems to disappoint and is always able to give so much, this occasion was certainly no exception and for that, Buenos Aires, we say ‘Muchas gracias!’.

We were there! It says so!! Don Ernesto - San Telmo - Buenos Aires - Argentina