Learning not to shake hands

Argentina welcomed us with open arms…well except not really.  Apparently handshaking is not the cultural norm in Argentina as I found out when I automatically put out my hand to meet Miranda’s roommate–I had been in the country 8 hours and forgot about the kissing on the cheek!  I’m trying to be less offensive.

We had a safe (but long) flight where our biggest decision was picking out what in flight movies to watch.  When we arrived to the airport Miranda’s friend Diego was there to pick us up with the perfect awkward sign.  He successfully brought us to Miranda’s apartment, although at one point we thought he might have decided to leave us in the middle of the airport (when he really just went to find us a taxi).   The trip to the apartment was lengthy, mostly because traffic here is really terrible but when we got to the apartment we found waiting for us a old fashioned elevator…don’t worry a picture of this will be forthcoming!

After Miranda got home from work we took the subway to the Plaza de Mayo where we saw the Madres de la Plaza de Mayo march, La Casa Rosada and the Cathedral.  We then walked to Avenida 9 de Julio–the widest avenue in the world and saw the Obelisco.

Mir and I at the Casa Rosada:

Laura and I at the widest avenue in the world!

In the evening we walked to El Ateneo Grand Splendid–a bookstore in a restored theater…so cool!

After eating dinner at 9:00 p.m. (Miranda says we have to get on an Argentine meal schedule) we went to bed!

This morning we took a tour with Cultour, the company Miranda is an intern at.  We took the “Traces of Buenos Aires” tour and got more background on the life of Juan and Evita Peron, the Argentine revolutions and saw many interesting places!

They let us take over the CGT for awhile…

…after our meetings were done we headed to our mansion…

We ended the tour by having a lovely lunch with the Cultour group–which included several people who spoke English and were from the US.  We conversed about hostels, our accents, the economic state of the US and blog followings.

Tomorrow we head to the Estancia (ranch)!   Hooray!  It is a balmy 50ish degrees here and has rained off and on so we are praying for great weather for tomorrow’s adventures!


One thought on “Learning not to shake hands

  1. Sounds like you’re having a splendid time. That photo of you two girls in front of the Casa Rosada, for some reason, nearly made me cry. What great memories you will have of this trip.

    I love the bookstore in the grand theater. Do they ever have performances there?

    While you are riding horses and dining at the Asado tomorrow, I’ll be tromping through a Minnesota pasture dodging cow pies. Have fun and be safe!

    Much love,

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