Semana Santa, or Holy Week, in Argentina means little more than a time to get out of town. So Ruben and I took the bus to Mar Del Plata, like we did last March, for a few days at the beach. March is the low-season after the frenetic hordes of tourists from January and February leave, and the weather is still perfect.
Of course we went milongueando, to Chique at the Castillo y Leon club, and to Social Rivadavia, where they played one hour of cumbia to every mixed tanda of tango.
On Palm Sunday we attended an outdoor Mass at the Cathedral. And then we went to an enchanted Hobbit cottage in the woods for tea.
A short and sweet summer vacation!
3 comments:
Happy Birthday dear Cherie.
It's Johanna. Blogger is having a nervous breakdown today...
Happy Birthday, I am glad that you and your husband got the chance to get out of buenos aires for semana santa... i was not so lucky. the city is unbelievably quiet and relaxing though.
Thanks so much to Johanna and Scotto for your good wishes! And to all the others who helped to make my birthday party so completely and utterly fantastic!
Wow, nights like that are worth getting older!
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