Colin and I spent the last three nights in Cordoba's urban jungle. The city is dominated by students and we spent most of our time meandering around the many modern art museums and impressive architeture. The weather was smoltering but we took refuge often in the cities numerous ice cream shops, mainly a chain know as Grido. Grido is to Argentina what Tim Hortons is to Canada, they're on every other corner, prices are great and unlike most Argentinian businesses that have sporatic opening and closing hours they are always open! I have been telling myself everday ``if we stop for ice cream today, who am I kidding when we stop for ice cream today I will be good and order a sorbet instead of a rich ice cream´´. After a day of walking the hot city streets it doesn`t take long to find a Grido's and by the time we've waited in line and it's getting close to our turn my desire for sorbet is replaced by a need for ice cream, without it I will perish for sure and give in to a delicious double scoop! Farewell waistline.
We did escape the city for a half day trip to a small town, Alta Garcia, just an hour away where the infamous Che Geuvara lived during his teen years. The city has turned his old family home into a museum, and done a excellent job mind you of preserving several family photo's and outlining Che's life. We both really enjoyed it, spending a few more hours touring the town before heading back to the bustle of the city. This morning we got up early to head to the bus terminal and were amazed how busy the city was at such an hour. Then remembered we are in Argentina and that the large 6am crowd had yet to go to bed from the night before...we thought we were adjusting well to the late night culture, i guess not so much :) R
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