Today we took a 1 1/2 hour ferry ride across the estuary to Argentina. Because the group is so fun even the times we are on the boat or on the bus are great times of laughing and telling stories. Meals are so amazing because people have interesting stories. One new hilarious friend has written a book similar to Glass Castle or Hillbilly Elegy— he was “beaten, broken, stabbed, shot, poisoned, locked up, starved, molested, demoralized and thrown away in a dumpster.” He has a doctorate and two masters degrees now. He teaches high school symphony, has five kids and is a pastry chef. Another couple’s 19 year old daughter was diagnosed with cancer a week before the trip. The daughter claimed if they didn’t go on the trip she wouldn’t talk to them the whole time they should have been gone. One guy, under 40, has been to 76 countries! Really interesting people.
Buenos Aires is a beautiful, modern city with a rich history.
In Buenos Aires, when someone died alone in the hospital during the pandemic, their family put a stone at this statue to protest. There were thousands and thousands of stones piled all around this statue.
We shopped at a colorful tourist area where local artists sold their work. It was crowded and chaotic, but I liked buying things from these hard-working talented people.
A lot of Italians immigrated to Argentina in the early 1900s—The word Argentina comes from the Italian word for silver (argento.) There are many fine Italian restaurants here, and, in a break from steak, we ate at one tonight.
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