Today, Miles and I decided to get out of town, to the nearby river delta region of Tigre. Our incentive: an entry in the Time Out guide advertising a “self-service cocktail bar” hidden amongst waterways. Our mission: to bankrupt this establishment.
After riding the Disney-riffic “Tren de La Costa” to Tigre, we found ourselves on a tourist boat headed into the aquatic maze of the Paraná Delta. Alas, we never did find La Pascuala Delta Lodge, but we did get to luxuriate on the poop deck of the catamaran with a large group of Brazilian tourists and a few Argentinians from Cordoba. Miles struck up a conversation in Spanish with the Cordoban couple, and their two children stared at him like he was a unicorn.
The delta is similar in scale to the Sacramento River delta, but it’s a bit more residential and upscale, with summer vacation cottages strewn amongst its many islands. One of these is the former President of Argentina’s cottage, which for some strange reason has been encased entirely in glass:
The boat staff served us beer and wine on the poop deck:
And our day ended the same way as yesterday:
-J
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