Jueves, 17 de Abril

Thursday was our only non-working day that week. After lunch Jaspar and I parted ways. He went to meet with a club owner friend of his who wanted to show him Buenos Aires hottest new night spot – New York City Club, and I went for a long walk.

I made my way past Plaza Serrano and through Palermo. Walking down the crisscrossing, diagonal streets. I ended up in the square in front of the Basilica del Espiritu Santo, and people watched for half an hour before continuing my walk. I passed Av. Santa Fe and wandered past a park. Eventually I got to Av. Libertador, figuring out exactly where I was for the first time. On Libertador I walked past the Museo Nacional de Arte Decorativo, a gorgeous old palace, that intrigued me so much I wandered in. I am not sure whether I was supposed to pay or not, but security was so lax I just kept walking. There were three levels of tapestry, sculpture and wood-work from the 15th century to modern day. After I was done taking in the art I went outside and sat in the museums beautiful cobblestone courtyard. When I finally got to the Alvear for my work out, I had fallen in love with Buenos Aires.

That night Jaspar and I went to Sucre for a hetero-date. Sucre is an overpriced, design laden, restaurant, reminiscent of New York in both concept and price. Afterwards we met up with Tyler and headed to Bar Limbo in Plaza Guemes, and then on to Lost for Buenos Aires hottest hip-hop night. Success in approaching only American foreign exchange students and Argentine minors (with braces) ended our night.