Sunday blues in San Telmo

Plaza Dorrego is the main location of the big San Telmo flea market, every Sunday, all day long. Although the street vendors are scattered around the whole neighbourhood, the square still is the big star.
We love it, especially at the end of the day. There is so much to see, so much junk to dig through in order to get the good stuff. Sometimes we find a treasure. Most of the time, nothing.
It is not like the Marche au Puces of Paris, or the Flea Markets in New York. It is unique, a wonderful combination of joy and sadness, light and shadows, dilapidated old buildings, thousands of tourists and locals enjoying the improvised tango dancers...street music...life itself.

We go back every time we are in Buenos Aires. Usually at noon, after a coffee at Tortoni. We stroll for an hour or two, then have a late lunch in one of the good restaurants in the area (we love El Desnivel). After so much meat, we take a nice and slow walk back downtown, admiring over and over the amazing Architecture of this neighbourhood.

But we have to stop by at Petanque for an aperitif before heading back home. You know, we discovered that noting beats that infamous Sunday blues like a Campari on the rocks, with an orange peel please.