The first two days in Buenos Aires went something like this: we eat meat, we drink wine, we watch tango. On the first day we took a tour around the city and walked through an upscale neighborhood with french-style mansions from the turn of last century. Later we took a stroll through the Recoleta cemetery. The cemetery is built like a small city, where streets are lined with elaborate marble mausoleums housing the remains of the Buenos Aires' aristocracy. Ironically, the most visited grave is of the most famous anti-aristocrat of the country - Eva Peron.
We had dinner in an old port district of La Boca, where "humble" people who dance tango live. No, really, they say it all started here. European man, who arrived to the country looking to build a new life for their families would have to endure long lines at the brothels, for there were very few women and so sex had to be rationed. And so the clients didn't get bored waiting in line, brothel owners hired musicians, and men began to improvise, mostly dancing with each other, mixing different European dance styles, and probably limited to a narrow strip of space...