3/11/10: Buenos Aires, Argentina
Only one full day in Buenos Aires, and what did we do?
We went to a cemetery.
What? What would you have done?
I thought that walking around all those dead people would feel creepy, or at the least, a bit uncomfortable, but I was pleasantly surprised by how – well – pleasant it was to walk around.
We spent a good half hour wandering around the cemetery looking for Evita (found her eventually) and the three amigos. I have no clue who the three amigos were, but I’m pretty sure none of them looked like Steve Martin.
We also visited the Plaza de Mayo, where we saw the weekly Mothers’ March. The Mothers of the Plaza de Mayo are an association of mothers whose children were abducted by agents of the Argentine government in the late 1970′s, early 1980′s. The mothers come every Thursday around 4pm to the Plaza de Mayo, where they read the names of all the children that were taken and march around the square.
It was a really solemn experience to see all the women together with their white headscarves and especially heartbreaking to listen to the list of names go on and on. I can’t imagine how it must feel for the mothers to come to the Plaza every week, knowing that no matter what they do, they probably will never see their children again. It was a privilege to see them.
Picture of the Day: Kevin just can’t seem to stop climbing trees.