My parents were actually supposed to arrive on Monday morning, but because of fog and the fact that the main airport in Argentina is currently not using radar to land planes (another bureaucratic nightmare that further proves to me that I could never live in Argentina long-term) they were forced to spend their entire first day in a different city to which their plane was diverted. At least they made some friends!
The "first" night my parents were actually in Buenos Aires, we went with Frank to a famous tango club in San Telmo called el Viejo Almacen. It was quite an experience-- we had a very nice dinner across the street and then were shuttled to the theater to enjoy a two-hour production of tango dances, tango singers, Andean musicians, and a full orchestra. It was veeeery touristy but was still so much fun.
Here are some pictures :)
Mom and Dad still a little bleary-eyed from the looong flight down here.
Me and Frank.
Aaaw the family (well at least three out of four of us!)
Video from Viejo Almacen!
And here we have some amazing Andean musicians :)
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