Córdoba was a cute little town. Based on some feedback Laura passed on from some Argentinean friends, I was a little concerned, but apparently there was nothing to worry about. I really enjoyed the place. It has several of the most beautiful churches I’ve seen outside of Europe, a really atmospheric pedestrian part to the town center, and a very lively and upbeat vibe due to all the young people there for the various universities (do the words “eye candy” mean anything?). While it’s not exactly Paris, it was well worth a one day stop on the way to BA from Mendoza.
It seemed to be a pretty religious town, and because I got there late in the afternoon by the time I set out most of the churches were having services. In some ways this was good as it allowed me to get in and take photos, although I had to be pretty discrete and couldn’t take many. I didn’t want to appear to be the jackass tourist taking photos during mass. I realize that I was, in fact, a jackass tourist taking photos during mass, but at least I didn’t want to advertise the fact, right?