Dream Trip 2009

Great Travel Moment

Dusk is my favorite time of day in any city, but this particular evening in Buenos Aires trounced the rest. I hadn?t planned on passing through Plaza de Mayo (I had been there earlier that day) but it was the clearest path to the Subte line I needed. When I crossed the empty plaza I found pale light, street vendors listlessly packing up, and a kind of stillness that I can only describe as a sort of hushed locomotion. There were a few straggling businesspeople, some haggard pigeons, and a handful protestors who clearly lived on the plaza. There was still movement, but it was as slight and faded as the sun withdrawing from the façade of Casa Rosada. I took this photo with the Evita?s pink palace at my back, but managed to catch the last inhale of the day passing quietly through the buildings beyond.