After a 13-hour long flight, 15 minutes in the custom line and maybe an hour waiting to get our luggages, we finally got out to face the scorching heat of Buenos Aires.
Near the exit, many taxi or bus booth offer us their service, but we read in our guide that the cheaper way to get to the city center is to jump on the bus Colectivo 8 from the airport Ezeiza for only AR 2$. We didn’t change pesos before coming there, so while I wait in the very long line at the ATM, Warly looks around to get some pesos and some change. There are automats to pay your fare on buses, but they only take coins, not bills. And when you just arrive in the country, you don’t own a lot of coins in your pocket.
It took us maybe 2 hours to arrive in the center. And every fifteen minutes, some nice argentine people offered us their help to visualize on the map where we were and where to get off. A bus stop is often materialized by a half-torn sticker on an electric pole. And inside the bus, there is no way to see the itinerary the bus is going to take. We felt very lucky these guys helped us :)
But, eh, all their help didn’t convince Florent, so he decided in a hurry that we had to get off, because we missed our street. Actually… We get off the bus 4 kms before the stop we were supposed to get off at. 4 kms of hiking in the streets of Buenos Aires, under an unforgiving sun.
We arrived completely exhausted at the hotel, and take benefit from a nice hot shower and a comfy bed. I am looking forward to only one thing now, finding the closest “Parilla” restaurant and explose my belly on some juicy Argentine meat !