I start my daily walk down these three flights of stairs in my apartment building. I do worry about taking a tumble since I am usually running late.
This is the Supermercado that has scary dairy and questionable meat products. I steer clear of those. I do buy my 6-liter jug of water from here every week because it's my closest market. Six-liters is heavy so you gotta buy close to home. I have several other nicer grocers in the area to choose from when I need to stock up on provisions.
I risk life and limb everyday by crossing the infamous Avenida 9 de Julio. It is one of the widest streets in the world.
If you count Lima and Bernardo de Irgoyen, the streets that flank it on either side, 9 de Julio is 20 lanes wide. On several occasions I've meant to count myself, but I always get distracted. I will try again tomorrow.
If you don't look up once in a while, you miss some of the most gorgeous parts of the city.
If I take the route down Avenida de Mayo on a clear day, I get an amazing view of El Congreso.
I just find it funny that they have a place called Wini Dogs. This is one place I will not be eating at.
Next to the entrance of my school is this painted plaque. I think it says, "On this site stands the house in which Carlos Gardel lived in Buenos Aires from 1893-1900." (To my Castellano speaking friends, feel free to correct my translation.) This a happy coincidence; Gardel is sort of the patron saint of tango.