New Year’s Eve. 2700 buses left the city of Buenos Aires today. Imagine that. One bus leaving after another in every minute. The bus system has to be solid to handle this traffic.
With so many buses filled with passengers leaving town, who else were left? The tourists!
Locals had four day holidays, and they preferred to go out of town to the beaches and surrounding countries instead of dealing with tourists and the heat. It’s very much like Paris in August.
I have read that B.A. is a ghost town during New Year. True.
Amy and I had a stroll along Palarmo Soho streets that afternoon and it was unusually quiet everywhere.
P/S: I don’t have plans every day. Somehow that has been βthe best planβ. It makes me flexible to any plans that come to me.
Not many shops were open. I think only Americans (and Chinese of course) are more hardworking and crazy about making money.
Not many cafes were open either. Those that were open, were packed with tourists.
I dislike crowded places. So, we decided not to have lunch there. We were tired and hungry, the weather was hot, so we jumped in a taxi instead of walking home. π
Got some take-outs and went home. Home sweet home. Perfect. π
Some of the best adventures involve no planning. Enjoy.
Definitely! Tom, my tango buddy. π Thanks for reading.