Sunday, May 3, 2015

Saturday in Buenos Aires


We were feeling tired so we were going to have a quiet day doing our washing which meant gathering it up and taking it to the Chinese lady in the laundrette in the next block. We were late going out because it poured with rain. In fact it was lunch time so we walked 3 block away to La Continental for empanadas. 

The empanadas are yum
They were watching football 
Then Craig had an afternoon nap and I checked out the news. 

When we got our laundry we went to the supermarket and picked up a good bottle of Malbec for $5 and some cheese and crackers. Happy hour in our hotel. 
Craig he loves his red wine and cheeses. 
We met our tour at 6pm and went for dinner at Buenos Aires for an Argentinian steak. We got the taxi out for the evening. 

The lights in focus on the restaurant this time after seeing name of restaurant in focus first. 
While we were waiting for the others to arrive we went next door to the best book shop in the world. El Atemeo, initially it was a theatre but no one had the money to go to the theatre so it was sold and a guy turned it into a bookshop. 
It has a theatre full of books 
Stalls full of books 
Amazing ceilings 

But wait there's more
There's more still 

Those ceilings are amazing 

Anyway we took a taxi back to the hotel and my slowly improving Spanish got us there. 

When we got there we quickly hopped into bed still quite tired and instantly went to sleep. 

At 1.15am, I woke to this terribly loud noise of gushing water and I jumped out of bed and went to the ensuite to see water gushing everywhere and I shouted at Craig and he got up and went into the ensuite and got soaked as the toilet plumbing exploded everywhere. At this point I threw on my clothes and ran to reception  and the guy came up to the room and ended up soaked and turned the water off to the room which meant no toilet or shower. Meanwhile Craig and I had got back into bed and said we would sleep. The receptionist said that the hotel was full so we would have to use the toilet downstairs and he would change our room tomorrow. All that drama and tomorrow is another day. 




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