Thursday was spent exploring La Boca, home of the Caminito and Boca Juniors´ famous football stadium. Also home to some quite unsavoury characters and scary looking dogs. It became rather apparent that we were in the wrong part of town when someone cycling past shouted 'Get out of here, what are you doing here!' and an elderly Argentinian woman, obviously fearing for our lives, grabbed us by the arm and tried to steer us towards the bus station.
So, after an incredible lunch of lomo steak at a local and hugely popular restaurant called El Obero we caught a taxi to the Caminito. I loved seeing the colourful buildings, created in the 1950s by Benito Quinquela Martin, but the Caminito is a real tourist trap. You can´t walk for three metres without someone shoving a leaflet in your face for a free tango show or cheap meal. So we checked it out and then headed swiftly back through the lovely old streets of San Telmo and to the Millhouse for a siesta.
In the evening we discovered Guerrin, an old-style Buenos Aires pizza parlour from the 1930s on Avenida Corrientes where we had a delicious grande Napolitana for the equivalent of about 2 pounds 20 each. Today we plan to head to the bus station to check out buses to Patagonia (we leave in a few days) and then on to Recoleta to see Eva Peron´s grave. Don't cry for me Argentina...
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