Shalom Cordoba!

Today I walked the 20 blocks to the Cordoba synagogue to see if I could find out if I need to buy tickets for the high holidays and to see if there were any youth activities I could get involved in. This place was A FORTRESS. A beautiful building, but completely impenetrable. I could not find a way in. I may have to go on a Friday night when I know there will be people there. The telephone numbers for the Hillel (one of five in Argentina) and the synagogue are impossible to find on the Internet. I wanted to go bake cupcakes at Hillel tonight (the event was advertised) but I couldn't find an address or a number! Still, on my walk I took some nice pictures, found a kiosco with my name, and visited acraft store where I bought a button for my sweater and some new yarn--all in Spanish.

(The sidewalks were crowded and skinny so I couldn't get the best angles.)