First the shopping trip...a very crowded subway ride, ´the recommended Lonely Planet stores seemed to have moved, the frustration of the heat. Jurg didn´t last..after finding a cafe for a coffee on Florida street, he headed for the subway and home. I persisted, hitting all the tourist stores and found a few things. Not bargains though, those days are over here. Leather purses are hundreds of pesos...close to $100. One must thread the way around mothers with babies begging for pesos, not something we see at home. I was surprised how quickly I adapted to the jolt of seeing this...my pesos were for purses it seemed.
Finally the subway ride home and Jurg was not there. He had indulged his passion for subways and ridden to the end..then headed for the Evita museum. One last look at his secret love.
So, for me one more tour around trendy Palermo and the fashion stores...gazing at pricey things for skinny women.
And then dinner with Steven. A final Parilla meal and a bottle of malbec starting at 9:30 pm. Dinner was over at 12:30..truly we are Argentine! Great stories of the travels, promises to stay in touch, a relaxed evening as our last night. Steven is great fun and we have enjoyed meeting him...we gave him our unused subway tickets, he gave us a beautiful little photo book of Patagonia...inspiration for our next trip here for sure! He was kind enough to save the stories of the bus accidents that take place here on the overnight buses until this last evening when our bus rides were over.
The taxi awaits, over 24 hours to the ice and snow. It is over 30 deg again. Goodbye Argentina! Don´t cry for us!
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