Our "true" arrival in Buenos Aires

We arrived at the train station in Tigre from our camping spot. Charlotte had said that the train only went one direction, so we got in line with a mass of other people and just happened to stand next to some nice English speaking people. The guy, Ryan, is originally from Florida, but met his wife in Columbia while doing missionary work and now they live in Scotland. We enjoyed chatting with him while we made our way into the city.

Tre in front of the train ticket counter. Tigre is the last stop (on the far left of sign) and we took it into Buenos Aires and got off at Nunez (the 4th stop from the right). It took us about an hour.

There are random dogs everywhere. They mind their own business and seem to be pretty healthy. They seem less like strays and more like a mascot of sort for different train and bus stations and restaurants.

Waiting for the train. (Ryan's wife took this picture)

Upon arrival at the Nunez stop, we grabbed a cab and headed to Charlotte's apartment to pick up our bags. Then we made our way to our apartment. Apparently it is quite expensive to stay in a hotel, so when we told Charlotte that we were coming, she helped us get set up with the apartment. Everything is very small and compact in Buenos Aires. There are 16 million people and everyone has a tiny space. Well maybe not the rich, but we don't know anything about that - ha!

Our apartment is pretty small (about twice as big as Charlotte's), but it has everything we need. A bed, kitchen with a small refrigerator, table and chairs and a bathroom. It is right on the street in a neighborhood called Palermo. We are less than one block from a busy street which has a Farmacity (like RiteAid) and a supermercado (grocery store) where we can restock on coca light and get yogurt and granola for breakfast.


Our neighbor's door has a green light above it, which is a helpful way to always find our place. The "green light" isn't a green bulb in a porch light for us, like I would like to believe but rather it's an indicator for pedestrians and drivers to know that entering the underground garage is ok. It can also be red to indicate someone is coming or going. BUT, I'd rather think it was there special for us. :o)

Our door is the 2nd one to the right from the green light.

After we got settled, we went out in search of a place to eat. We found a nice place around the corner and shared a hamburger and a salad (real adventurous, huh?). When we got our bill we couldn't figure out what a "cubierto" charge was for, so when we hooked up with Charlotte again we asked her. It's a charge for the table, utensils, etc. She calls it the fork fee. Perfecto!