Waking Up To Christmas in Buenos Aires
I spent the morning of Christmas Eve moving out of my apartment in Aguero St, to the new one in Las Heras Ave. The first apartment I stayed in was actually the nicest one that Mente had, but my room was the size of a pantry, that I couldn’t even unpack my things (it didn’t even have a closet, so maybe it really was a pantry!). This new one is located in one of the busiest avenidas of BA (still in Palermo), like the Buendia of the city. We are on the 22nd floor, so we get to enjoy a fantastic view of the city.
This is what I get to wake up to:
The thing is, there are no stairs here. I really would be taking the stairs all the way to the 22F (okay, maybe till the 12th only) especially since the elevators take forever. Forever would be 60 whole seconds to get from the ground floor to the 22F (i.e. if there are no stops).
The old apartment had air-conditioning in the living room. This one has a floor to ceiling sliding door, balcony and an electric fan. Bearable, so far.
Since it’s located on the grande avenida, it gets really noisy. Plus, I already miss my flatmates.
I should stop complaining, I asked for this.
p.s. It is currently 5pm and I have not stepped out of the apartment. The city is a ghost town on Christmas day. I should really be taking advantage of the deserted streets to take pictures and explore neighborhoods, but the temperature right now is 36 degrees. Hopefully, the temp will go down in the next hour. Here, the sun sets at around 8:30pm, so I think I still have plenty of time to wander around the city with daylight.