A river runs alongside it, you just have to take a bit of effort to find it.
Situated on the western shores of Río de la Plata, during summer two sand-filled beach areas become jammed with tourists and locals alike escaping the smoggy, sweltering heat of the city: Parque Roca and Parque de los Niños.
We had a few stays in Buenos Aires, one on our way to Uruguay via ferry from Tigre; highly recommended.
It takes only 40 minutes to drive to Tigre, or you can flag down the train to Tigre at Buenos Aires Retiro Station (kidding, you just pay the fare and walk on).
On another trip, we stayed at a hostal in San Telmo, and I wandered around the city hopping on and off the underground subterranean subway system: Subte.
More fun was wandering around in the early evening, walking from San Telmo through various adjoining neighborhoods as the sun set and folks sat at outdoor cafes enjoying a coffee or beer. The best fun to be had is after 11 p.m., when locals head out for a meal then to a club, disco or night of Tango.
Be forewarned… even if you don´t travel to the capital, you will run into Porteños (what folks who live in Buenos Aires are called) everywhere!
See the photos above of backpacker gal and sexies with motorcycles? They were all from Buenos Aires visiting Purmamarca the same time as me and the awesome teen.
There also was the stoner in Mancora, Peru who had quit his job in Buenos Aires and tried to convince me (shame on him!) not to go to Argentina but stay in Ecuador… the musician twenty-something gal traveling with her Mom who turned 50 years old at our hostal in Sucre, Bolivia… dancing with a porteño traveling through Canoa, Ecuador…
Seriously, these folks are everywhere 🙂 Enjoy your stay, Molly