On dort très bien mais on se réveille tôt. Petit déjeuner à l’hôtel à 8 h, un samedi!
Córdoba est une grande ville, un million d’habitants.
Jens va au bureau du tourisme pendant que je finis le blog d’hier et mets les photos. L’hôtel a internet mais seulement en bas, à la réception ou au restaurant, pas dans les chambres. Jens rentre. Je « travaille » toujours. On se donne rendez-vous dans la chambre à 10 h. Je monte à 10 h15 et trouve mon Jens bien endormi.
On part se balader. Il fait gris et frais. Il faut mettre un anorak, première fois que je mets le mien depuis qu’on est arrivé en Argentine. On marche, on marche. Nous voyons les beaux quartiers, les deux rivières, de beaux monuments mais aussi un marché couvert, une rue populaire fermée à la circulation et où les marchands ont installé leur marchandise par terre: vêtements, jouets, CD, bijoux etc. A une intersection de deux rues piétonnes un prêcheur fait peur aux gens: Si votre nom n'est pas dans le "livre de la vie" vous serez damnés.
Après un léger lunch nous rentrons et faisons la sieste. Plusieurs nuits courtes à rattraper.
Après un léger lunch nous rentrons et faisons la sieste. Plusieurs nuits courtes à rattraper.
Et re-balade. Comme San Juanino d’adoption nous sentons de notre devoir d’aller voir le parc Sarmiento. Il fait beau maintenant et le parc est très fréquenté. Beaucoup de familles. Le parc est grand avec un lac. Au milieu du lac se trouve l’Ile Enchantée. On passe un petit pont (ouvert de 8 h à 20 h) et on est sur l’île. Rien de spécial sur cette île mais les enfants aiment sûrement l’idée d’être sur une île. Beaucoup de promeneurs, cyclistes, patineurs à roulettes. C’est sympa et bon enfant. On prend un jus d’orange. Et on rentre. Je commence à sentir la fatigue. Dans une rue piétonne, une jeune femme chante en s’accompagnant à la guitare. On discute un peu et on lui achète son CD.
Il est maintenant 19 h30. Jens lis le journal et j’écris.
Nous avons demandé à la chanteuse si elle connaissait un restaurant. Elle nous en indique un qui s'appelle "Serafina". Nous le trouvons. Nous arrivons à 9 h30 et sommes les premiers. C'est très bruyant dedans mais on mange sur la terrasse. Nous prenons une "hormita", une recette du nord. C'est une sorte de ragoût, très bon et comme dessert un "flan".
Nous rentrons à pied à 11 h et au lit. On a beaucoup marché aujourd'hui.
Nous avons demandé à la chanteuse si elle connaissait un restaurant. Elle nous en indique un qui s'appelle "Serafina". Nous le trouvons. Nous arrivons à 9 h30 et sommes les premiers. C'est très bruyant dedans mais on mange sur la terrasse. Nous prenons une "hormita", une recette du nord. C'est une sorte de ragoût, très bon et comme dessert un "flan".
Nous rentrons à pied à 11 h et au lit. On a beaucoup marché aujourd'hui.
We sleep very well but we wake up early. Breakfast at the hotel at 8 am on a Saturday!
Cordoba is a big city, one million inhabitants.
Jens goes at the tourist office while I finish the blog from yesterday and put on the pictures. The hotel has internet but only down in the reception and at the restaurant, not in the rooms. Jens returns. I am not finished. We'll see in the room at 10 am. I go up at 10.15 and find my Jens fast asleep.
We start to walk. It is gray and cool. We must put on an anorak, the first time I put mine since we arrived in Argentina. We walk, walk. We see the beautiful areas, the two rivers, beautiful monuments but also a covered market, a popular street closed to traffic and where merchants set up their goods on the ground: clothing, toys, CDs, jewelry etc. At an intersection between to pedestrian streets a preacher is trying to scare people: If your name in not in the "book of life" you are going to be damned.
After a light lunch we go back and sleep a siesta. Several short nights to catch up.
And re-walk. As San Juanino by adoption we feel it is our duty to go to the park Sarmiento. It is fine weather now and there ia a lot of people in the park, many families. The park is large with a lake. In the the lake is the Enchanted Island. We pass a small bridge (open from 8 am to 8 pm) and are on the island. Nothing special about this island but kids certainly love the idea of being on an island. Many walkers, cyclists, roller skaters. It's nice and friendly. We take an orange juice. And go home. I start to feel tired. In a pedestrian street, a young woman sings, accompanying herself on the guitar. We discuss a bit and we buy her CD.
It is now 7 h30 pm. Jens read the newspaper and I write.
We asked the singer if she knew a good restaurant. She explained how to find a restaurant called Serafina. We found it. We went there at 9.30 pm and were the first ones. It was very noisy inside but we ate on the terrasse. We took "hormita", a dish from the north, a kind of stew. It was very good. We finished the meal with a "flan", a kind of pudding. We came "home" at 11pm and went to bed.We walked a lot today.
Cordoba is a big city, one million inhabitants.
Jens goes at the tourist office while I finish the blog from yesterday and put on the pictures. The hotel has internet but only down in the reception and at the restaurant, not in the rooms. Jens returns. I am not finished. We'll see in the room at 10 am. I go up at 10.15 and find my Jens fast asleep.
We start to walk. It is gray and cool. We must put on an anorak, the first time I put mine since we arrived in Argentina. We walk, walk. We see the beautiful areas, the two rivers, beautiful monuments but also a covered market, a popular street closed to traffic and where merchants set up their goods on the ground: clothing, toys, CDs, jewelry etc. At an intersection between to pedestrian streets a preacher is trying to scare people: If your name in not in the "book of life" you are going to be damned.
After a light lunch we go back and sleep a siesta. Several short nights to catch up.
And re-walk. As San Juanino by adoption we feel it is our duty to go to the park Sarmiento. It is fine weather now and there ia a lot of people in the park, many families. The park is large with a lake. In the the lake is the Enchanted Island. We pass a small bridge (open from 8 am to 8 pm) and are on the island. Nothing special about this island but kids certainly love the idea of being on an island. Many walkers, cyclists, roller skaters. It's nice and friendly. We take an orange juice. And go home. I start to feel tired. In a pedestrian street, a young woman sings, accompanying herself on the guitar. We discuss a bit and we buy her CD.
It is now 7 h30 pm. Jens read the newspaper and I write.
We asked the singer if she knew a good restaurant. She explained how to find a restaurant called Serafina. We found it. We went there at 9.30 pm and were the first ones. It was very noisy inside but we ate on the terrasse. We took "hormita", a dish from the north, a kind of stew. It was very good. We finished the meal with a "flan", a kind of pudding. We came "home" at 11pm and went to bed.We walked a lot today.
Rue piétonne sous les bougainvilliers
Pedestrian street under bougainvillia
Monuments de l'époque coloniale
Un général aimé des oiseuax
A general loved by birds
Patio
Un cheval arrêté au feu rouge
A horse waiting at a red light
Bible à la main, un prêcheur engagé
With the Bible in hand, an engaged preacher
Nueva Córdoba
Le parc Sarmiento
Le lac
The lake
La chanteuse
The singer
Corbeille
Basket
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