Tea at Bar 6 in Palermo

Sometimes living too long in a country makes you forget the beauty of a city, the artistic corners hidden in shadows and the things which made you fall in love with the place to begin with.

This was what happened to me after having lived for almost three years in Buenos Aires, the Argentine capital whose historical neighbourhood and European-style architecture I had been so enchanted by when I first moved to Argentina in April 2010. I stopped taking photos to capture the essence of this city, whose night life never ends, where the people are so nationalistic and have an opinion regarding every topic, where every day is a new adventure. Somehow, I lost the interest in exploring the city and viewing it for its beautiful history, and got caught up with daily complaints about the inefficiency and random pet peeves.

These few months however, it seems  I’m once again beginning to see this enchanting city for what is is, and try to forget (or at least not be bothered by) the things it may lack.

Buenos Aires, shrouded in the sunset beauty

Today was another brilliant sunshine Saturday, despite the original weather forecast which had said it was going to be a rainy weekend.

After lunch at home, Juan and I headed out to the chic Palermo neighborhood, which was throbbing with the heartbeat of a Saturday afternoon, filled with Porteños (Buenos Aires locals) and foreigners who had come out to play in the beautiful sun beams. We walked along the cobbled streets, next to impossibly pretty and charming shop windows, whose display made me smile no end. Buenos Aires is really beautiful in the Spring, and I’m falling in love with this city once again.

I thought you might like to share in some of the sunshine too, so here are some snapshots from this afternoon…

View of Avenida Santa Fe from our balcony

Palermo neighbourhood:

Plaza Serrano:

Palermo is full of pretty cafes & chic stores:

After walking for a bit, Juan and I got a little tired and wanted to sit down for tea.

We found a pretty little cafe called Bar 6 (Armenia 1676, Palermo Viejo), and sank in our red velvet chairs, enjoying the lazy afternoon.

A very cute little chef greeted us at the entrance:

The interior of Bar 6:

Enjoying my plush velvet chair..

My lovely Granola tea set at Bar 6 (fruit salad, yoghurt, granola & tea):