I love Buenos Aires. I love the friendly people, the energy, the cultural events, the great food, and on and on. It is a very livable city and despite its large size, most destinations are within easy reach. Although Porteños (as locals call themselves), love to complain (and warn foreigners) about crime in the city, we found it peaceful compared to large cities in Europe.
However, I can't conclude my last post from BA without mentioning one of its quirks. Porteños love dogs, and it seems that each resident has at least one. Since dogs don't like to "go" inside apartments, they need to be walked, thus providing opportunity for professional dog-walkers (See photo). Unfortunately, the many residents who like to walk their dogs themselves, have not yet internalized the plastic-bag-pickup routine. Thus, upon emerging from your air-conditioned apartment building, you are hit with the pungent smell of dog excrement. Avoiding the landmines on the tree-lined sidewalks, requires good vision, quick reactions, and great agility. All is forgotten, as you reach your neighborhood parilla (grill) and enjoy a chorizo steak with Malbec wine.