21 January 2016…Finally!
~ Flight and Transfer ~
Pre-Day 1: Memories are weird things. If there were no high points (happy, good…) or low points (disasters, et al) associated with a certain event, then the nuances of that event becomes fuzzy. At least that’s how it is with me. Since I don’t remember any dramatrauma surrounding our flight to Buenos Aires….I guess it was nicely uneventful. Our pre-arranged driver –booked with Nestor of Colores de Argentina– was at the airport albeit hard to pick out in the crowd as he was holding our name sign waist-level….with a big crowd of people between him and us. Duh. But he was there and that is what counts. Cash only.
~ HOTEL ~
The hotel selected by Quark for our first official night was the NH City Towers and Hotel. Quark provided one hotel night for what I call Fly-In Day…to make sure everyone utilizing their charter service was on-site for an early next-morning flight. If this hotel was good enough for Quark, it should be good enough for our early arrival gap night. I’m all for cruise companies making additional money on tours and add-ons but really? Booking our extra night independently resulted in a much better rate versus booking via Quark. I was even able to book a slightly upgraded room for less than what Quark had quoted. Strategically, I was hoping the hotel would allow us to keep our same room. They did. I was happy. Props to the hotel!
NH City is a 4-star rated hotel according to that website that goes by the initials TA. I would say it is fairly accurate. Clean, neat and tidy, basic breakfast, helpful staff. Great location for walking although the very immediate area around the hotel is a little more commercial in feel. But just a few blocks away, things become lively. We walked everywhere never feeling like we needed a taxi. Well, maybe my feet felt the need but there was never a safety issue.
Rant On: The one thing that was irritating (and it’s not just this hotel) is the placement of electrical outlets. I really get tired of playing ‘find the outlet’, moving furniture, do I unplug the clock/light/if there is even an option, or not having an outlet within six to eight feet of the bed. In this case, there was a power strip hidden underneath the desk. Across the room from the bed. And hardwired to the wall. What?!? That was it, no other outlets on that side of the room. The bedside lamps were mounted on the wall. There was no bedside clock…battery or plug-in…so bring your own. Zero outlets on that side of the room. So what’s a girl to do? Drag out my six-foot extension cord and mini-power strip that lives in my suitcase. Thank goodness our room was a skinny, rectangular shape….I had just enough stringalong to be able to sit in bed and read/charge my phone if I occupied the right side of the bed. Mr. TxP had no choice in the matter….this is one situation where I always win. He gets preference for optimal television viewing angle but my electrical outlet access trumps his TV if there is a toss-up. /Rant!
~ How We Spent Our Time ~
After checking in, we headed out the door to find lunch. The hotel recommended Aldo’s Vinoteca. We enthusiastically do also! Based on our other BA adventures in dining, Mr. TxP would have been perfectly happy to have all his meals there. Weekday lunches are the best in BA as most places serve a pre fixe menu that includes a glass of wine or a bottle of water. Great value! Most restaurants also close between lunch and dinner and dinner generally does not start until 7:00pm at the very earliest. It’s good to check the hours and highly recommended that one make reservations…even for the most casual restaurants.
Well satisfied with lunch, we head out to explore. Oh my gosh, the area where we stayed was so easy to wander around. All 7+ miles we walked that day. We would have continued but my feet were tired and my right foot, large toe was a little achy. Feet hurt more than toe, so the toe issue was dismissed.
We typically don’t do much currency exchange for a few reasons: 1) We don’t want to wind up with unused currency especially if we don’t plan on returning. 2) We’re on a mad points chase to acquire lifetime status with large chain that starts with the letter M using their affinity card. 3) If we can’t make the purchase with a credit card, then we probably don’t need it. 4) And not having pocket change saves me from things like this:
Time for dinner so another rec from the hotel…ratified by a looksee at Y and TA. We head out. Toe is a little twingy. Hit ignore button.
Steak! We are in Argentina after all. Gran Parrilla del Plata was our goal. Good ratings, hopeful for a tasty experience. It’s more of a locals’ place with a few tourists thrown in….to write reviews. Stars? Service 2.5, food 3.5, location 4. Average overall but I can see how this restaurant could cultivate neighborhood regulars. But since they had only one crack at my business, they failed. Too many other places to try if we were to return to BA…
…Like Desnivel. Smelled soooo yummy but when we walked by the first time it was pretty empty so we passed…literally. But by the time we walked back by a few hours later…it was like a rip-roaring party was going on. Don’t the Argentines know that eating after 6:00pm is not good for you?
Pre-First day was good. Beds are firm but that didn’t interrupt my sleep.
Pre-Day 2, 22 January
Walking, and more walking. And it was hot that day! Like 97°F hot plus humidity! The only real packing mistake on my part was not packing a more light-weight top. I was heading to Antarctica for gosh sakes and BA wasn’t supposed to be so hot during winter time.
My toe was still a little achy. Hit ignore button.
Over the course of two-days of tourwalking, we taste tested the requisite empanadas all along the way even making a special trip to La Morada to taste what was billed as the ‘best in town’. They were okay but I preferred the ones at the shop affiliated with the hotel. ~Props to Mr. TxP for letting me drag him around to check out La Morada. It wasn’t that close to the hotel but walking there did contribute to the step-count and helped to work off the calories.
Even better, I prefer the ones we ate in Montevideo, Uruguay…Empanadas Carolina. Even Mr. TxP preferred these.
We accidently happened on a market we had visited on our first trip a year earlier. I had wanted a particular antique doll but the store was closed and the owner not to be found. This time, I was going to persevere a bit more. Success! The owner happened to be milling about and opened the store for me. The doll I wanted originally had been sold but I was willing to settle. Mr. TxP kept saying…”But the toes are broken.” I said, “Shush! I want it anyway. I’m buying it.” It’s an interesting doll. Happy!
Dinner time! Earlier, we found a small restaurant Deluca during our walk and decided to try it for dinner later that evening. I can say that the wait staff person was nice. The food….pretty…but not so great. Pasta was awful…even with an Italian name. Because Mr. TxP could not figure out what beer he wanted to try (as we try a local beer everywhere we go when overseas), a small sampling was offered gratis. In reality, the samples totally satisfied the amount he usually imbibes (which isn’t a lot) so we really didn’t need to purchase a full drink but did so because the waiter was so nice. Aldo was ever present on the mind.
Arriving back to the hotel, there appeared to be more people milling around that we guessed were Quark passengers. We were right!
A good day ended with a good sleep. The real start of The Really Big Trip is just a few hours away!