The flight from Chile to Buenos Aires was delightfully uneventful, customs was a breeze, and the taxi to the hotel pretty standard. We are glad that we are not picking up the motorbikes here though as lines on the road seem only to be suggestions.

The HN Buenos Aires Tango is quite a nice little hotel in the heart of the theatre district, right on the very main 6 of July. Despite my fear that they would have no record of our reservation (we booked through a 3rd party) check in was quick and painless.

The room was a little smaller than expected, but was very nice. The view was great though, as we fronted on 6 July.

We were very tired but also hungry, and we needed to buy some pesos. We had tried to buy some in Canada but they aren’t allowed outside the country right now.

The front desk gave us directions to a money exchange. We were on our way there when we saw some tango dancers in the street and stopped to watch. We saw a different money exchange across the street and were talking about whether or not to go thee when a random guy said he could get us a better rate. Never known to err on the side of caution we followed him through a small store and into the back room.

We ended up getting 5 pesos/dollar better than the exchange place. I’m hoping that they’re not counterfeit.

There seems to be 5 pizza places per block, so that is what we ended up having, along with a pitcher of Crystal which seems to be the local beer.

The pizza? Not my favourite, in fact it reminded me of Cuba. But, it did have some enduring qualities. There was a lot of mozzarella, and the crust was crispy. Even if it was doughy and had slices of lunchmeat type ham. It satisfied 2 tired and hungry travelers and the pitcher of beer was cold.

After dinner we went back to the hotel and crashed by 8:30. Linda tells me I was asleep before her, something that almost never happens.

Next up- BA to Neuquen.