Day 5 - Sabbath Day, Recoleta (Cemetary), Dinner
Today was Domingo (Sunday). We were excited to be able to attend church with the members here in Buenos Aires. We were up going about 8 AM, getting showered and eating the delicious homemade granola that Zella had made and had given to us. We left the apartment at about 9:45 to hook up with the Grieve's to catch a bus to the chapel. I think we ended up walking a bit more than planned as we tried to locate the bus that Kelly and Zella remembered taking while here. Eventually, we found it. We were greeted with such enthusiasm, especially those who knew the Grieve's. It was a special moment for all involved.
The church meeting schedule started with priesthood, followed by Sunday School then Sacrament Meeting. We arrived mid-Sunday School and quietly went in. The instructor was young man who was teaching a gospel principles class. It was quite good. Sacrament meeting was special in that a man, 60's I'm guessing, had been baptized yesterday and was confirmed a member of the church. Tears streamed from his eyes as this ordinance occurred. He was so excited to be a baptized member of the church. Another special moment was the choir that stood up and sung. It had almost as many members as the choir we have in our ward. They did so well. It was funny in that there weren't enough hymn books. So we had to scramble each time to translate the name of the hymn being sung and then try to find it on Denise's app. We usually got to it about the time the hymn was done. After church, we headed back to our apartments to regroup, change our clothes and then head back down town, this time to one of the cemeteries where Eva Peron was buried. The cemetery the was amazing....full of mini-houses for families to bury their dead in. Where Evita was buried was nothing outlandish. Just a regular family plot or house in this case. Some of these 'houses' had amazing sculptures or monuments on them.
We also walked through a park of vendors selling their wares. Lots of interesting things. At one location, they had a big movie screen and were playing a movie to a large number of people. People were just picnicking and having a nice time watching a movie and visiting with each other.
After spending a few hours lingering there, we caught a bus back to an area close to where our apartments were to get some dinner. It was a nice restaurant. Denise won the prize for dinner, although Kelly only got dessert and it was pretty yummy. Denise had their homemade pasta with a creamy mushroom sauce on it. Wow, it was really good. I had sausage on a bun with papas fritas (French fries). It was good...but they put nothing on the bun...just the sausage! Oh well....
After dinner, we walked a few blocks to an ice cream shop to get some ice cream. This was a place that Kelly and Zella remembered going to. The Ice Cream was really good....dulce de Lethe and Banana Split favors. Denise and shared as we were quite full from dinner.
From the Ice Cream shop, I talked the Grieve's into letting me hail an Uber since we were over a mile away. They were amazed how easy it was. Cost us $4 USD. Driver arrived in 5 minutes, we were at their hotel room in about 5 to 10 minutes. Pretty nice. We then tried to layout our day for tomorrow. We plan to go to Tigre and ride a boat through the delta there. However, we need to be back at our apartment to get our things, catch an Uber to the airport. We need to be there by 6 PM. First attempt to get on a flight is at 8 PM to Newark. Our last chance is at 9:20 PM to Houston. We don't care which...we just hope to get on one of them. This morning, Newark looked the best. By evening, things had shifted around and based upon seats available, Houston looked better. So who knows how it will play out. Fingers crossed. We are going home a day early because the next day...Tuesday, it looks pretty bleak to get home. Monday looks better. And, frankly, we've seen things we planned to see with the exception of being able to go to the Buenos Aires Temple. That will be a big hole left from this trip. But, we need to give it our best shot on getting home. And it will be nice to have an extra day at home. Maybe I'll go golfing...we'll see.
Our apartment looking towards the balcony...
Our apartment looking towards the kitchen. It was a long narrow room. The bathroom is the door to the left of the kitchen.
Already to hit the road and go to church....
Finally, bus stop 34....our bus to get us close to the chapel.
We made it...to the chapel!
Sunday School class...watching a video.
Kelly...he's definitely focused.
A couple of young missionaries...one from Kaysville Utah (Right), the other from Spokane, Washington (left). They are having a great time serving the Lord and the people of Argentina.
The only fan not spinning in the chapel was the one Denise sat under! So funny for a person who does not like heat and needs cool air moving around her. We had to sneak a picture fo that!
These trees with crazy roots sticking out above ground was found everywhere. Denise loved them.
Denise and Zella checking out every little artesian booth along the side walk.
Me...purchasing a mate and bomba.
Do you think this drove down from San Francisco for the day? Brought me back to the 60's.
Movie in the park.....
One of the hundreds of sepulchres in the cemetery. It was crazy how ornate these things were. But they would bury many, many family members in these things.
Eva Peron sleeps here....
One of the many treats we were told to try. I wish I could recall its name. Denise liked it. It was ok.
Great pasta!
Better Ice Cream to end the night....
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