We take the subway this morning to the Palermo district. This would also end up being our busiest picture taking day as well with an end total for the day being 222. We got off at the Plaza Italia and headed northeast. At one point we heard something in the tree overhead and looked up to see parrots. 
They sure love their men on horses
here!
We come to this major
intersection and find this “Monument of the Spaniards” in the middle of the roundabout. It was a gift from the Spanish and is made of marble and bronze.
The street shooting off of this intersection is an 11 lane one way street. We take the underground crosswalk…
This passage is filled with really cool skateboard art:
And end up at a beautiful park. This guy can’t believe we’re here!
The plant life is gorgeous here.
We find this graveyard for broken monuments – much like the land of misfit toys.
Nobody wants to play with a Charlie in the box! We make our way to the Japanese Gardens and end up taking pictures there for quite a while. Here’s a sampling that you can click on to get larger views:
Backtracking now, we come to rest at a bench across from the city’s zoo and take this one:
And then we find a butterfly. 
And then the final destination of the district, the “Buenos Aires International Artisan’s Fair”.
This comes only once a year for 2 weeks before Christmas and we hit it just right. Of everything handmade we have seen thus far, this is the highest quality merchandise. Really nice stuff. We take our time here and really soak it in. With Todd having been laid off, we certainly are not in a position to take advantage of this place, but we pick up some nice gifts with Paul’s graduation, birthdays and Christmas in mind, we are actually able to pick up some very nice items with a little more meaning, and save quite a bit. 
Plus, there are some at Denise’s office who helped out with formal clothing and luggage to thank. Here are the brothers and sisters to the keepsake box Paul gets for graduation.
And for Sean and Paul, this man...
plays the pan flutes that will be theirs.
Outside the entrance to the 
convention center is the Opera Pampa. It served as the parade grounds for the Sociedad Rural Argentina, 
an association of wealthy landowners from all over the country founded in 1866. During their annual meetings in Buenos Aires, they would parade their 
most prized animals, along with their gaucho workers, and compete for awards.
The subway is packed as tight as a trailer park tube top. We just eke in, grab a pole
and breathe. When we get out we notice that it has started raining. 
It’s still warm though. We head to the disco for dinner again and pick
up some local beer. It is very tasty and we thoroughly enjoy our beer night together. Outside there is a loud lightning storm as we drift off to sleep.
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