Villa Madero

So this is the 4th time we have been in Buenes Aires and the first time we will actually spend a night here. Its crazy becuse i am not overly excited about spending much time in any of the big cities, but we feel we can do a full day and a night justice , it would be rude not to. We drop our bags after getting a tube to the hostel and were pleasantly surprised to come across a festival in the streeet hosting countries from all over the world (aart from England) ven Ireland were there. they had stalls lining the streets selling streetfood of the various countries national dishes and everyone was dressed in authentic outfits . We sampled the Korean food, and enjoyed it that much that we went back for second helpings . We had a plan to go to see the cemetary but agreed as it was getting late we would just stay here and soak up the atmosphere. We bumed into some Australians that had stayed in one of our first hostels in Rio and exchanged our tales of where we had been and what we had done. It really is crazy how small the world is, and i know we are all generally travelling the same route you would think the chances of our paths crossing would not be that great. We walk the streets for another few hours and I have to admit there really is something quite special about Buenes Aires . Everywhere you look, every corner you turn there are amazing buildings, and this place really has a way of mixing the old with the new. The hostel itself is set in a 200 yr old building, but the interior and facilities are the most modern we have come across yet. In the Plaza of the old town , veterans are sleeing rough under canvases and yet again this is something that brings me back to home. Theses men and women sacrifice their lives for theyre country and are still left with nothing in the end. To be honest there has been a lot of overty as wty and begging in the streete have travelled South America but its far worse than we have at home and on a much bigger scale. My heart is always pulled when i see the young children dirty and begging in the street. No child in the land shouldbe without an education, let alone without food to eat. Travelling has really made me want to make the change and people we meet feel the same . Surely there is something that can be done??? I go to bed with a heavy heart and a busy head.Read more