As travellers, when we reach our destination we get a first impression that is not always definitive. Gradually, after days and tours, we build an image, a sense of the place. But sometimes there is a moment, a single point in time, that makes us remember the trip forever.
The whales blowing water in Puerto Madryn, the lights of Paris from the heights of Montmartre, the first bite of prosciutto at a tapas bar in Madrid, the roar of the Iguazú river are some experiences shared by thousands of travelers every year and preserved for a life. To make this article, some visitors to Buenos Aires told us their unforgettable moments.
Jay (48 years old), Atlanta, USA:
“Dance is one of my favorite activities. In my town I took ballroom and salsa classes, and, during the past year, also tango. On this trip, with my boyfriend Rick we visited Península Valdés, Mar del Plata and we reserved Buenos Aires for last. Since before leaving home, I was obsessed with the milongas. My tango teachers had recommended several, and the first one I went was Gricel. As soon as we entered, before looking for a table, I realized that the level of dancing was high, well above what I had seen. I spent the evening watching the couples on the floor, not daring to dance, almost without speaking. The elegance of so many men and women of different ages I found thrilling.”
Loek (21 years old), Amsterdam, The Netherlands.
“I must admit that in my country I am not a follower of football. I Just watch the World Cup or the games that my friends force me to see. So the idea of going to the stadium in Buenos Aires did not attract me so much. But luckily, I let them convince me and instead of spending another evening drinking beer in Palermo we went on a Sunday to see Boca. First, I was impressed by the crowd in the streets around the stadium; rather than walking they were jumping while and singing at the same time. Then the stadium itself, so steep, so huge. When the teams appeared on the field, the noise, the confetti, the shouts made me crazy. In the meantime, I was another fan.”
Juliette (33 years old), Sao Paulo, Brazil.
“My parents are French, but they have lived in Brazil for forty years. My mother is a baker and my dad, a cook, like myself. I love to eat, and I am especially carnivorous. In Sao Paulo, where I live and work in a restaurant, you get good beef, but it is expensive. Of course I knew the reputation of Argentine beef, and when I tried it a the parrillas it did not disappoint me, but neither it fascinated me. The problem was that I could not get my steak as raw asI like it. So I asked at my hotel and they recommended to buy at the Juramento market in Belgrano, and they also lent me the kitchen. I bought what you call chorizo steak, and I call entrecôte. I charred the outside and left the center red, almost blue. After that, I’m thinking about coming to live in Buenos Aires for a while and find work as a cook.”