Buenos Aires was in its heyday in the 1920s when the automobile had just become popular. With the advent of cars came the need for garages to service them (particularly since they were frightfully unreliable in the early days of motoring). As the city is still teeming with cars, it should come as no surprise that the mechanics here are housed in beautiful old buildings. The decorative work on the facades is varied and ornate, and more often than not complemented with rogue greenery.
This city was in its heyday in the 1920s and 30s, if the architecture is anything to go by. If you have an eye out for it there are little gems of art deco design work around every corner, sandwiched between nondescript buildings, covered over with street art, and often crumbling. On this morning’s mission to buy tango shoes (unsuccessful – the shop was closed) I wandered past the Hotel Varela, no longer the classy establishment it once may have been, but still sporting its coloured tiles, curved balcony and deco lettering.
There’s a certain similarity in cities these days – the same chain stores with the plate glass windows and decor. Look up above street level, though, and the character of a city is on show. Hobart is no exception. Street level in the CBD is reasonably generic, but one storey up is a different vision. It’s a pretty city with some gorgeous architecture that tells its history in the lines, colours, bricks and mortar.