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Matt Chesterton
August 07, 2014

Buenos Aires has always felt to me like a city whose greatest secrets are yet to be told, and whose myths might be unearthed if only we could peel away the layers of truth. Nonsense, of course; but it encourages me to keep walking and exploring, looking at old buildings, looking behind new buildings, finding strangeness and beauty wherever I can.

I’m a prejudiced witness. Recoleta Cemetery is the city’s most visited historic site, but it leaves me as cold as the ornate tombs within it.  The old places I prefer are the ones defined, and continually redefined, by the living—the plazas, the covered markets, the avenues, the street corners. I like places mentioned in songs and poems. I love the crazy palaces that were started in 1900, completed in 1920 and sold by their bankrupt owners in 1922.  I don’t care for statues of men on horseback. Some people can’t get enough of them. If nothing else, Buenos Aires is a good place to start an argument.

Plaza de Mayo

Named for Argentina's independence revolution of May 1810, Plaza de Mayo continues to be a focal point for protest (the Mothers of Plaza de Mayo human rights group is as famous as the square itself) and celebration. Look for these landmarks: The presidential Pink House (yup, the one in Evita), the whitewashed Cabildo, and the sternly Neoclassical cathedral.

Avenida Corrientes

Lined with theaters, concert halls, secondhand bookstores, pizzerias and not a single damn tree, the half dozen blocks of Corrientes on either side of Avenida 9 de Julio show Buenos Aires at its most unremittingly urban. Its heyday was in the early to mid 20th century, when the "street that never sleeps" birthed and hosted a flourishing bohemia and tango scene. On the right kind of night, you can still catch echoes of this seedy glamor.

Manzana de las Luces

The “Illuminated Block,” as it is commonly, and unpoetically, translated is a complex of historic buildings constructed by the Jesuits in the early 17th century. Dating from 1734, Iglesia de San Ignacio is the oldest extant church in the city. The earth beneath the block is honeycombed with tunnels, several of which have been excavated in recent decades and can be visited.

Cementerio de la Recoleta

Depending on your point of view (I hinted at mine in the Introduction), this world-famous graveyard is either a place of exquisite beauty and spirituality or a big-ticket monument to human vanity and delusions of immortality. A high number of visitors shrug off this dilemma and make a beeline for one of the plainest of the 4,691 vaults: Eva Perón’s. When they get there, many seem to forget why they came.

La Boca

Or “the Republic of La Boca,” as a famous sign proclaims, reflecting local pride, a sense of independence and not a little insularity on the part of the residents of this working-class barrio. The once-bustling docks are now a stinking morass, but waterfront projects like Fundación Proa hint at regeneration. Most visitors bus in for the pastel façades of Caminito and the soccer mecca that is La Bombonera.

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