Because it was hot and humid in the city we decided to leave the city and do some of the surrounding sights, notably the Tigre-delta. Gigantic delta with a city that’s mostly served by (natural) water ways. We left with the idea of a cool and refreshing trip to the water front.. We were oh so wrong… But first I happened to be reminded of the German-Argentinian history quite nonchalantly by the fact that the local newspaper stand at the train station had Hitler’s Mein Kampf on sale. In Spanish, of course. It was very surprising for me to see.
Tigre is connected by train to Buenos Aires, it’s one of the few remaining train connections and it goes every 10minutes during the day. The train was nicely temperated, so the fact that it is even hotter and more humid in the Delta hit us even harder. We also arrived just around noon, best time to feel the heat.
Another mistake was that, at the advice of my hostel, we avoided the week-end “which is always over run with locals from Buenos Aires” and failed to take into account that Monday was a bank holiday with plenty of special activities. The place was packed. We managed to secure a spot on the more expensive tour, just in time before it left or so I thought. We ended up on the local public transport, which took way longer than the advertised one hour ride. Mostly because it’s a gigantic boat that stops at every door as long as someone waves. Not just to let people on or off, but also to sell water and collect empty water bottles. There’s no running water in the delta, but they do have electricity. The ride continued down the river.
We crossed a bunch of residences from the mystic, half caved houses abandoned long ago to the recently constructed holiday-home villa and of course plenty of people swimming. The further out we got, the fewer houses there were, until we reached the estancia where we were to have lunch.
Lunch turned out to be a MOUNTAIN of meat.. Served with the typical side dish of white bread and nothing else. Vegetables are avoided at all costs. After the lunch, we couldn’t move. Yet we still forced ourselves to do a little walking and it was well worth it. Green and lucious surroundings, some horses that decided to follow us at a distance. Insects, birds, and just generally plenty to see. Unfortunately the hike was rather short, since we had gained quite a delay with the boat bringing us.
On the way back we ran into the ice truck and the shop, each on their own boat of course… T
he ride back was also much faster than the ride there.. After the third or fourth stop the boat was considered full and no more people were allowed to come on. No matter how desperately they waved. I suddenly felt very lucky that we went that far out and didn’t stay closer to the harbour.
Once back on solid ground we were treated to a wonderful sunset shown above, to finish the day in style.