It’s a city within a city—built of crypts and tombs—stony and silent.
Located on prime real estate in the city’s most exclusive neighborhood — the Beverly Hills of Buenos Aires—- Recoleta Cemetery is a historical Argentine version of Homes of the Hollywood stars.
Only there are no vendors holding signs of hawking maps; not even a little arrow to help direct someone to the tomb of the most famous person from Argentina….the star who matters most to the tourists wandering around this very quiet neighborhood.
In the maze of memorials and monuments in this sea of stone— even in death Evita provides a characteristic burst of color and charisma—
…..resting for eternity in the family tomb —always covered with fresh flowers as it was today.
Evita is not buried with Juan Peron. And her body didn’t arrive here until years after she died. In fact the drama surrounding Evita’s body after her death almost surpasses the drama while she was alive-— the perfect ending for someone whose story is so much larger than the 33 years of her life.
So fascinating. Keep ’em coming!
This blog reminds me of Paris’ Pere Lachaise cemetery, which, though not as grand, at least has a diagram so you can find Jim Morrison (his plot is always festooned with empty beer bottles and cigarette butts), Moliere, Abelard & Heloise, Proust and Marcel Marceau. Plus there are a scattering of Jewish crypts. Who knew we’d grow up to be cemetery cognoscenti?!
thank u, they seem to be coming, even though I never planned to post much while I was gone…
There aren’t as many famous characters here although there are some other colorful stories.
Also I agree, it’s very odd to be haunting graveyards….