The foreigner who lives in Buenos Aires or who comes to visit it, as a tourist, sees only a little part of the city : only districts which border the Rio. Admittedly, they are the prettiest ones, But perhaps also the least authentic.
The equivalent of Ve and VIe districts of Paris is in San Telmo by its false airs of Montmartre or Belleville by its chips, its galleries of secondhand trades or its spectacles of streets. Palermo, very "bobo", points out the Marais with its literary coffees and its somewhat similar "fauna".
The district of Recoleta, it is joined together VIIe and VIIIe. The street Alvear shows all the characteristics of the street of the Faubourg Saint Honore. In the street Arroyo, the galleries of antique dealers in the medium of the buildings of style haussmanniens make think of the Swiss village. Very close to Rio, Belgrano and Palermo chico, has nothing to envy XVIe: even tallies of life. The presence of the soccer stadium of River Plate and the many parks which are stretched along the avenues Alcorta and Libertador point out us the Parc des Princes, the Bois de Boulogne. Without forgetting innumerable "canchas" of tennis which finish supplementing a painting to which only Roland Garros would miss.
Puerto Madero finally has something of the Front de Seine or Defense : tall buildings reflecting itself in the water of the wet docks of the port ..
Remain at the end of the streets, as far as the eye can see, with tens, hundreds of "cuadras" of this privileged Buenos Aires, a growing city, a succession of identical districts, a maze of towers, buildings in which come to take refuge, after one working day and several hours of "Subte"(tube) or" Colectivos "(buses), this million" portenos "which by certain sides resembles much Parisians or suburbans. It thus seemed to us interesting to gain altitude to try to imagine this city, this mégalopole of 11 million hearts which is stretched on nearly 200 kms.
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