We found a Cuban restaurant called “Oye Chico!” (translated as “Hey kid!”), which is a common phrase used by Cubans. My spouse and I love Cuban food but it’s virtually impossible to find in the province of Cordoba. So this seemed like the right opportunity to try something we hadn’t had in the 15 months we’d been in Argentina.
We needed to charge our phones and iPods so that we’d have something to keep us entertained on our long train ride back to Cordoba, but the plugs we brought were incompatible. So we asked around and learned that a lot of the electronic mom and pop shops around the city are owned by members of the Asian community. There are a lot more Asians in Buenos Aires than in Cordoba, which meant there were Asian buffet restaurants like in the States. As tempted as we were to eat in one, we decided not to eat at an Asian buffet because we were going to be stuck on a train for 21 hours. We didn’t want to eat too heavy for the trip back.
I’ll be posting a video of footage I took in Buenos Aires soon. So keep checking back … and as always, thank you to everyone around the world for supporting my blog.