Sunday, February 22, 2009

What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.

Today we were duped by Lonely Planet into seeking out the `Las Vegas of Argentina,` a little lakeside town named Villa Carlos Paz. Now, I have never been to Vegas, but I have seen Vegas from Vegas` airport and Villa Carlos Paz did not bear any similarity to Las Vegas, Nevada, as far as I could tell. I don´t know why I am surprised since Lonely Planet has been wrong about almost everything in Argentina so far, but it promised pyramid-shaped hotels (did not see them anywhere) and some famous coo coo clock (or, reloj cu-cu) that turned out to be a disappointing 15 feet tall. In fairness we did see one casino and then we got back on a bus to Còrdoba.



One thing Lonely Planet did get right was Argentinians` love of the all-you-can-eat buffet, aptly named the tenedor libre (freedom fork). Not only did this cavernous restaurant have a waterfall and fake rocks for ambience, it had every kind of food you could imagine, any kind of meat straight off a grill, wok-hot stirfries, pastas with customized sauces, paella straight from the pit, sushi wrapped before your eyes, a cornucopia of salads, foods deep-fried into anonymity, and to top it all off the very best of Argentinian cuisine and desserts. It was quite the experience.


Now we are waiting for the twelve-hour bus ride to Mendoza, the heart of Argentina´s wine country.

3 comments:

  1. Sigh, what happened to you, Lonely Planet? You used to be good. Loving the photos, by the way!

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  2. That description and all we get is JD with a tiny cup of coffee!? That is not freedom (fork)!

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  3. Sosia, in LP´s defense, they get things mostly right, except for prices which they get completely wrong, but I believe the peso has been steadily inflating over the two years since the book was published. It is just disappointing because they were spot on for Peru and Bolivia.

    JB, I apologize for the disppointment. We were so excited to eat the heaping platefuls that we didn´t get our picture-taking wits about us until it was time for a cafecito.

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