After eleven years living, dancing, teaching tango, and writing in Buenos Aires, I came home to L.A. in 2014, where I'm reconstructing my life.
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Last Sunday was HOT! How to spend the day? Boating in the Bosque de Palermo, that’s how! We rented a rowboat (not this tangocherie, er, yacht!) and toured the whole lake, followed by a stroll in the rose gardens and a choripan lunch. After living here in Buenos Aires for three years, and visiting upteen times before that, this was my first time in the Bosque, which was built over 100 years ago, and restored in the '90's. It was lovely to see the rollerbladers and runners and families out to enjoy themselves on a Sunday afternoon in the park.
But then we went to Jumbo, which was close by, also a first for me. I was literally a kid in a candy store as I ran around dumping things in my cart that I’ve never seen in Buenos Aires markets before. Raspberries and goat cheese and Thai noodles and cans of curry sauces in three colors and ground coffee without sugar are not easy to find in Boedo where I live. I almost went into cardiac arrest though when I got to the checkstand.
Boedo is a whole different world from Palermo: we don’t even have a park, let alone a lake, and no imported foods. I can see, here as it is around the world, the neighborhood where you live determines your impression of the whole city (and sometimes of the whole country).
Don’t get me wrong, I love Boedo. But I hope to spend more time in Palermo. And next time I’ll be more careful and look at the prices in Jumbo before I have to pay.
Great blog article:
the noise of a marginal life: The supermarket as a window into the heart of a city