There was absolute silence in the taxi as Lucas and I made our way to the airport to pick up my family. I kept telling myself that there was nothing to worry about, that my Mom had made it onto the plane. Lucas sympathetically held my hand. Once we arrived, we made our way to the arrivals area and while we anxiously waited, Lucas realized that he had left his phone in the taxi. Not the best timing in the world to lose our lifeline! Now none of the wedding vendors or guests could get in touch with us. We decided to deal with that crisis later and turned our attention to finding my family. An hour passed by their scheduled arrival time and yet there was no sign of them. Just as panic began to set in I heard a familiar voice exclaim, “Sis!” I turned around and saw my brother running towards me, with both of my parents following behind him. Their flight had come into a different terminal than what we had been told. My excitement to see them was brief, once I discovered that 1) their luggage (with all of the wedding stuff) was lost in transit and 2) they were quite sick with laryngitis. I come from a family of eternal optimists though and we decided to focus on the positives: we were all safe and sound in Buenos Aires and soon we would be celebrating the marriage of Lucas and I. From the airport we went straight to our home away from home for the next week, which was an apartment in Recoleta.
Since their was nothing to unpack, I decided that my family’s first experience in Buenos Aires should be something extra special. Just three blocks away from the apartment happened to be one of my favorite places in the city, La Recoleta Cemetery. It is the city’s oldest and most celebrated cemetery, housing the tombs of many of the leading figures of Argentinean history, including the famed Eva Perón (Evita). The architecture that is found there will astonish and I highly suggest spending several hours getting lost amongst the maze of stone and marble tombs while taking in the historical significance. It is a calm, peaceful spot amidst an incredibly hectic city. This is certainly one of the jewels of Buenos Aires.
Thus, come stroll along on a photographic journey with me through this resting place of the dead and make sure to take a moment to reflect on your own life and appreciate all of freedoms and pleasures that being alive brings. . .
And in case you are looking for a future burial spot, the grave next to Evita’s is currently up for sale!
After a long day of exploration we were all ready for our first sleep in the apartment. Yes, the wedding stress was continuing to amass, but I was the happiest woman in the world to have my most treasured loved ones around me in such an important time in my life.