22 hours of travel from Grand Rapids via Houston straight through to Buenos Aires (shared with a most precocious, young, be-mulleted, googly-eyed Argentine youth who hogged the middle 3 seats and stared at us frightfully as we enveloped ourselves in Ambien-induced dreams) landed us at the Hostel Suites Palermo. Which we don't recommend, based solely on location.
We booked these first 3 nights here based on the accepted concept of Palermo as a trendy neighborhood with all the good nightlife and shopping. Which it is. Just not within 10 blocks of this hostel. Which is actually quite lovely, minus the lack of a defined shower in the bathroom (we'll blame this on common South American practice rather than a fault of the hostel).
Fortunately, Megan (Kelly's friend from Wisconsin) was able to show us what BsAs is all about - delicious food and red wine - and foster in us a more positive outlook on the city. We went to her favorite restaurant - Bodega 52 (or B52) - on our first night there. Best champagne I've ever tasted, and it was complimentary. Also fabulous red wine - they make their own, the house wine is the best but you have to ask for it specially, it's not on the menu. Here Megan and I are with our waiter, Kelly and my first exposure to a very Argentine man:
Since our arrival, we've been in the hostel a lot recovering from what we thought was jet lag, but re-termed the illness after we finally figured out hours after arrival that the time difference is only an hour. What it actually is is fatigue in my case, yellow fever in Kelly's (those live vaccines will do you in). Also we watched the music video to "Leavin'," the new tour de force of the 2000's by that up-and-coming singing phenom, Jesse McCartney, and the video definitely clears up his ambiguous lyrical ways.
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