Last day in Buenos Aires. We haven't been here that long but somehow it feels like we have seen a good deal of - well, most of what we wanted to see. But we hadn't caught Eva Peron's grave-site yet and we learned yesterday that it is in the Recoleta cemetery, just around the corner from us. We are not being pickup up for the flight to Iguazu Falls until the afternoon so we have time to do a few things this morning. Breakfast and turn in our luggage to the front desk and away we go to the cemetery. It opens at 10 and we are right there looking at the map for the proper location, knowing this time to look for the Duarte mausoleum. well, duh - big red X on the map.
Didn't seem complicated but there are a lot of little alleyways and walkways inside the cemetery so we split up when we got close and were able to close in on it and find it. Nothing too elaborate but several plaques and memorials to her and fresh flowers so people are taking care of this tomb. As we had already wandered in here a lot, we headed out to walk into town to a mall - of all places. But on the way out, we came upon one of the Watcher Cats (see Recoleta Cemetery and Watcher Cats blog). He was standing in the main walkway and staring at us. My husband tumbled right away to what he wanted. He was standing next to a hosepipe and wanted a drink but without opposable thumbs, he was having a hard time turning on the tap. Hubby turned on the tap and the cat stood up on his hind legs, hooked one paw around the top of the tap and the other paw on the backboard and started having a very long and very good drink. He must have drank out of the water flow for maybe 4 or 5 minutes while we stood there and waited and took a few photos. Other people wandered by for photos too. amazingly cute. Finally he finished, stood down from the backboard and tap, gave us a thank you look and let us have a pat, and wandered away to do his Weeping Angel watching. Nice finish to our visit to the cemetery.
On our way to the mall because we had heard there was an amazing mural inside. The Galleries Pacifico does have a wonderful ceiling above the staircases. very nicely done mural and it was worth the walk to get into the downtown area and see it. But nothing else to the mall other than the usual ubiquitous stores that seem to be in every mall now. We did find a spot of lunch though then walk through the shopping pedestrian area and back towards our hotel to go to the Museum of Fine Arts. It was an OK museum but didn't have a lot of painters we knew, but then we don't know a lot of painters either. Still, it was enjoyable and took up some time until we could head back to the hotel for our pickup for the airport.
As Argentina is a long country, flights take awhile to get anywhere, it seems. Finally landing in Iguazu and picked up and taken to our hotel. The hotel is up on a hill above the small city - or rather town, and overlooking the river. We could see Uruguay from our window. But by the time we were through the town and in our room, it was getting dark so rather than wander around an unknown territory, we opted to eat in the hotel restaurant. Being older now, it seems rather a safer option most of the time rather than heading out into the unknown when there aren't a lot of lights. So good hotel dinner, good time to sort out laundry to be done (only because next opportunity wouldn't be until we got to Santiago), emails to send and prepare for tomorrow. Good day.
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