Five of the top ten most ethical places to travel in 2008 were in Latin America, at least according to one grass-roots organization.
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January 13, 2009
Off to work--although some might not call it that. There are vendors to meet, samples to inspect, and plenty of shops to visit right here in our neighborhood. First, to Arandú, a high-end shop for the polo enthusiasts and wealthy gauchos, everything from horse blankets to fine leather saddles and boots. I could spend hours here.
Next, the posh boutiques along Avenida Alvear and neighboring side streets. The women in Buenos Aires remind me of Parisian women. They dress beautifully and care extravagantly about their appearance. There may be something to their high-protein, grass-fed beef diet because they’re all size 2 or smaller. My friend, Cynthia, who lives in the Belgrano district, is a perfect size 8. For many years she had to buy her clothes in the U.S..
Time for lunch. Knowing that we’ll feast on bife tonight, we opt for a lighter lunch of baked empanadas at El Sanjuanino. The hot flakey dough encases nearly a dozen varieties of fillings. At a little more than 50 cents each, I can afford to be adventurous. I go for three: a cheese & onion, the spicy beef, and one spinach. Delicioso!
Afterwards, we hop a taxi to the Villa Crespo, the leather district. Taxis in town are easy and inexpensive, too. Unlike in so many major cities, there’s no dearth of cabs and a trip of any distance rarely costs more than a few bucks (the 3.5 pesos-to-one dollar exchange doesn’t hurt either).
After all, nothing mars my day like being taken for a ride. How about you?
That's a novelty, a city where most of the taxi driver's aren't dedicated to ripping off tourists. Must put it on my list of places to visit when I'm rich and famous.
the photos of the empanadas are making me hungry...must.stop.chewing.on.pencil...
A little more than 50¢ each? How does McDonald's compete down there? How?
I met two girls from Buenos Aires, sisters, both engineers, at a youth hostel in Edinburgh once. We went out with all the kids one night. They were exactly as Mr. Peterman described above. Tiny, lovely, well groomed and dressed. AND they were so nice. It made it terribly difficult to hate them. Still, I'd been living out of a backpack long enough to know that it was not in my best interest to sit anywhere near them, lest I be judged accordingly.
more on the honor rollMissive, maybe in your screenplay there are Argentinians...
Chista,
Hell no. I intend to keep my distance for those girls, both onscreen and off. And I read your post. You would make a mas bueno screen supervisor. I dig.
Ok if you don't put Argentines in, can you at least put in some good horses? I'm fond of Criollos, South America has produced some wonderful breeds with the Spanish horses brought over with the conquistadors. Hell, just put horses in somewhere and I'll be happy...I'm not picky.
Horses are in. Argentinian females, out. Check.
I'm having trouble concentrating today, scenes from "The Motorcycle Diaries" keep running through my head.