As most of you know the reason for this blog is to keep my 99 year old mother informed of the happenings in her baby boy’s life. So first of all let me make one thing clear. A motorcycle will not be part of this trip or any trip in my future. Don’t let the title of this entry worry you mama.
Many of you have read the book or seen the movie entitled, “Motorcycle Diaries”. It is the story of a young doctor learning the realities of life in South America during a motorcycle trip through the continent. It was the start of the transition of young Dr. Ernesto Guevara into revolutionary Che Guevara. What does this have to do with us? Well Patrice and I are in the Che Guevara room of the Legado Mitico hotel in Buenos Aires. There are pictures of Che all over the room (see below).
The hotel is lovely and the attendants are extremely nice. They recommended a nearby restaurant called Don Julio. We had an outstanding meal and our first taste of the famous Argentinian beef. My mouth is watering as I write.
Prior to dinner we explored the area and found the streets and sidewalks in varying degrees of disrepair. There is a tremendous amount of graffiti on the walls. We look forward to starting our tour in earnest (no pun intended) tomorrow.
We met our first tour guide (Diego) this morning when he and our driver (Mariano) picked up us at the airport. What a pleasure to have people waiting for us to take our luggage and our exhausted bodies directly to the hotel.
We look forward to tomorrow and the continuation of our South American adventure.
¡Viva la revolución! Hmmm, I think I might need to change rooms.
Hasta mañana,
Roberto
