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Buenos Aires: Glitch in the System

@Clara Moon2/11/2026blog

okay, so this whole thing started with a number. 3466998. followed by 1076874103. felt weird, right? like a broken code, a digital hiccup. i've been staring at screens for years chasing the next pixel, the next algorithm, and lately…it feels like there’s a glitch in reality itself. i figured i’d chase the feeling somewhere new, somewhere...unpredictable. so, buenos aires.


my intel? i'm thinking it's a strong *autumn - the kind where the light is golden and the air tastes like cinnamon and something vaguely metallic. i just checked and it's…there right now, hope you like that kind of thing. it’s not a perfect picture, though, more like a hazy memory of a dream.

i’m currently holed up in a tiny apartment in Palermo, which is a delightful sensory overload. the streets are a riot of color - pastel houses, overflowing flower boxes, and street art that feels both playful and defiant. the locals are…a mix. some are genuinely welcoming, others seem to view me as an amusing curiosity. i heard someone say that you have to be careful of the cholombos - the petty thieves - in the quieter neighborhoods. something a local warned me about, definitely.

i'm trying to ditch the itinerary and just…feel. which is surprisingly difficult when you're trying to document everything with your phone. my camera's a bit of a beast - a trusty Canon EOS Rebel - but it's starting to feel archaic in this city of constant movement.

Overheard gossip at a cafe? "Someone told me that... that the best empanadas aren't in the tourist spots. You gotta ask around, find the places where the old women are laughing." it makes you wonder, doesn't it? what hidden gems exist just off the beaten path?

my gear list? pretty basic, honestly.
 Canon EOS Rebel (the one and only)
Deity lenses (I’m a sucker for a good telephoto)
 A decent bag that doesn't scream 'tourist'
Spanish phrasebook (still relying on Duolingo, bless its heart)
 And a whole lotta snacks.

i’m checking out a vintage record store on *Ibiza Street later - hoping to score a warped vinyl with some obscure tango music. Yelp says it's a must-see, which could be a red flag, but i'm willing to take that risk. and if you're looking for a great empanada, head to El Pergamino*. they’re legendary. (seriously, find them on a local board).

i’ve seen some incredible things already. a tango performance in a tiny, dimly lit milonga (think smoky, passionate, and utterly captivating). the sheer energy of it all is infectious. i’m also completely mesmerized by the street artists - they transform ordinary walls into vibrant canvases. it feels like the city is constantly reinventing itself, shedding old skin and revealing something new underneath.

The weather's been…temperamental. I’m guessing it's hovering around 24 degrees Celsius, feeling a bit like 24.47, definitely a stretch. There’s a slight hum of humidity, making everything feel a little sticky. It’s honestly just a vibe. i just checked and it's…there right now, hope you like that kind of thing. it's not a perfect picture, though, more like a hazy memory of a dream.


There's something profoundly humbling about being surrounded by so much history and culture. Buenos Aires is a city of contradictions - opulent boulevards alongside crumbling facades, elegant cafes next to bustling street markets, passionate tango dancers coexisting with quiet book lovers. It’s… messy. and beautiful. and utterly captivating. i'm not sure where i’m going to end up, or what i'll find, but i'm ready to get lost.

Also, if you're into exploring, check out this website for all the official tours. Just be prepared for a lot of information!







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About the author: Clara Moon

Making the complicated simple, and the simple profound.

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