Cats and Evita, always Evita – Recoleta Cemetery

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Now reviewing and I’ve realized that I’ve been talking about Argentina for ten days and even, I have not written a single line of what I would call … “turistear” turistear, following the Argentine custom, to invent a verb for almost everything: Goglear, Matear and others that I do not remember now.

It’s time to talk about the “must” of Buenos Aires,

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The Recoleta Cemetery is one of those “must”

In Buenos Aires, there are a lot of tourists; Not as much or not as notorious as in Barcelona or London, but there are. For many, Buenos Aires is a forced stop on the way to the waterfalls, seals; penguins or whales. So sometimes the cemetery is in the background, not so for Argentine tourists who are a lot. That is very noticeable here in the Recoleta Cemetery. What for a Spanish, Brazilian (the most numerous) or North American is a more or less interesting visit, for the Argentineans it takes on a pilgrimage character because, among many others, in the Recoleta is buried Evita.

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That he would visit the Recoleta was clear. My hotel was just opposite (we will discuss the hotel because there is a lot to talk) and because my good friend Eduardo Sentchordi had recommended it to me.

Given the proximity to the hotel, visit it twice. The flight from Barcelona to Ezeiza, arrives at destination at four in the morning. After change currency, having survived the taxi, unpacking the suitcases and taking the second breakfast of the day, we could do little else except kill time in the cemetery Recoleta that just opened at seven o’clock in the morning, the time of the workers, security (ubiquitous throughout the city) cats and a couple in Barcelona with a face of not having slept in many hours. If we join the rain, they will agree with me that it was the perfect time to visit a cemetery.

The cemeteries say a lot about the society that has raised them, about their customs, for example the commemorative plaques at 25, 50 or 100 years of a death or a birth. Plates that can be paid equally by a relative, or a union.

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As in all the Catholic cemeteries that I know the social position, it is clear. More so in a country that has a certain tendency to excess, as we will see later.

As I said on our first visit we were accompanied by cats.

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Nothing to do with our second visit, in which for that of killing time until taking the plane we were there half an hour before the closure that is at 17.30.

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That’s why it was difficult for us to locate Evita’s grave. If you’re there, you’re not going to make a fool of yourself by making yourself interesting, bypassing Mrs. Peron.

it was a bit difficult, but in the end we found it.

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It is a fairly normal grave, compared to the historical and media impact of the deceased. We have to remember the homonym musical. It is also quite “normal” for what are the tombs in Recoleta. Except because you cannot see the coffin. In Spain, that would be very strange, but in La Recoleta it is very common.

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The tomb of Evita arouses great interest is a truism, finding it is something else very different. That’s why on our second visit I ended up helping several people to find her.

The second to the left, when I reach a tomb that is located, in the middle of the road. Then, continue to the next … “street”. Turn to your right and go looking in the corridors on your left. Sure you notice where the grave is.

Here I leave some pictures taken in Recoleta.

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More about La Recoleta , HERE

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