Late June or early July, bikeride to Boca followed by a night at the symphony with someguy who was really good on the old squeezebox

So much booze and gigantic steaks can leave you feeling pretty unhealthy, so Yas, Ryan and I decided to get some exercise on the old pushies. BA is not really a bicycle friendly city (Portenos drive like maniacs), and the bikes we rented were not exactly human friendly either (Ryan´s bike´s gears kept slipping in the traffic and Yasmin´s bike´s brakes hardly worked at all). Despite the obvious threat to our lives, we continued through the heart of BA on our pushies. We eventually made it to a long boardwalk with no traffic but humans and pigeons. Unfortunately, one of the pigeons did not move quick enough and Ryan ran over it on his bike (Ryan screamed like a girl as his bike produced a cloud of feathers).
Eventually, we made it to Boca, (home of Maradonna and his club Boca Juniors) there was a heavy police presence in the tourist zone which comprised of a small market, colourful buildings and some tango dancers. According to the LP, Boca is a pretty dangerous neighbourhood, but while I was there I didn´t feel threatened at all.
After returning our bikes we went to the symphony for some culture. A guy came out with an accordian and really ripped it up, he was great. After the intermission they brought out another conductor who, I thought, sucked balls. He didn´t seem to command the respect of the orchestra and at the end when he asked the MVP´s to stand up, he pointed to people then told them to sit down when the wrong people got up. There was no encore.