As with the "Père Lachaise" in Paris, with the cemetery of the recoleta, one can find all that the country can count of great men (and great women): venerated, adulated, adored, forgotten, deposed... Inaugurated in 1822, it gathers 70 tombs: that of the wife of the General San Martin, the unavoidable tomb of the Alvear General and of course the vault of Duarte family where try to rest in peace a certain "Evita".
It is not however pilgrims more assiduous than the hundreds of cats which elected residence there: the come night, the last group of tourist being evaporated, this small stone and marble square becomes again their play-ground.
As with the "Père Lachaise" in Paris, with the cemetery of the recoleta, one can find all that the country can count of great men (and great women): venerated, adulated, adored, forgotten, deposed... Inaugurated in 1822, it gathers 70 tombs: that of the wife of the General San Martin, the unavoidable tomb of the Alvear General and of course the vault of Duarte family where try to rest in peace a certain "Evita".
It is not however pilgrims more assiduous than the hundreds of cats which elected residence there: the come night, the last group of tourist being evaporated, this small stone and marble square becomes again their play-ground.
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Awesome pictures, really. The one of the mountains below is unreal.
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