Don't cry for me, Argentina...

Here's Troy doing his best Evita impression (based, of course, on knowing only things about her from the Madonna movie). This is her tomb at the Recoleta Cemetery, which we visited--appropriately--on the only dank and rainy day we've had so far. Somewhat oddly, this seems to be on the top 10 list of things for gay men to come see in Bs As (I think it's the Madonna connection again). In fact, we stumbled on her tomb just a few moments before another gay couple showed up. Huh.

The cemetery was fascinating--huge mausoleums with multiple stories of coffins and urns. Some were beautifully maintained. Others had clearly been neglected and had roofs caving in or doors smashed open. Some of them looked bigger and more expensive than our condo.