The suburb of Mataderos, formerly the main meat-packing district, hosts a weekend feria of folk dancing and asados, a just-off-the-ground open grill - the bloke attending this one was a warning not to over-indulge in too much carne.
Kissing couple Juan y Milta put on a charming display that was a welcome break from tango (no I'm not bitter).
An even larger feria drew us to San Antonio de Areco, about two hours from BA, where we saw some true gaucho (cowboy) action. I became quite the gaucho groupie after watching these boys herd their horses, especially in the middle of the street!
Unfortunately, I seemed to attract the older, more um, endowed gauchos - the younger ones were too busy drinking beer or talking on their mobile.
The other ones were cute, but jailbait... it was time to head away from hombres on horses and cruise down the peaceful bayou-esque waterways of the Tigre delta.
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| We almost squatted this adorable cottage. |
But we had plans to go even further beyond BA - to another country!
