Change of Plans

Brazil recently started making English speaking countries apply for a visa before you can enter the country.  It started mid-April, so when we bought our plain tickets to Iguazu it hadn't taken effect yet.  The travel agency didn't know anything about, and the travel guides didn't mention anything either.  I happened to see something online, so we quickly applied for them, but it was too late.  My mom's visa came, but mine and Nathan's visas didn't arrive until yesterday (the day we would have been returning from our trip).  We didn't realize the airport was on the Brazilian side, so we got up at 3 in the morning to get to the airport at 4am.  We checked in and went through customs only to be turned away at boarding.  It was awful.  We spent 5 hours in the airport total trying to cancel our Iguazu Falls hotel and tours, but we lost the money for the plane tickets.  We headed back to the travel agent to goo somewhere else.  We chose Buenos Aires.  The next day we returned bright and early to the airport and flew to Argentina.  

We stayed in the really cool historic hotel Savoy downtown.  We dropped off our luggage and hopped on the double decker red tour bus.  We traveled all over the city.  The narration was awful and didn't really explain much of anything, but Buenos Aires is a beautiful city that reminds me a lot of Madrid.  You can definitely feel the European influence.  Buenos Aires sits on the Rio de Plata, so it feels like you're looking at the ocean.

We tried to find Choripan for lunch, but it's a street food, and it's not the right season for the food trucks.  We stopped at La Americana for some empanadas and flan.  The dulce de leche is so ridiculously good. 

The highlight of the trip was the Argentine Tango dinner and show we went to that night.  It was incredible!  The dancers and musicians were so talented.   

Before leaving Buenos Aires we also took a taxi to see the Buenos Aires temple.

I'm so jealous how easily Little Man can fall asleep anywhere including in a taxi during rush hour.