Palacio Barolo

(Wow, it’s been crazy the last week or so. First my computer died. They told me it was the hard drive but it’s just a cable …..which they don’t have …..and it’s going to take a week to get. Also, I caught a cold and am now developing a lung infection. I’m going to the hospital today. I’ve been in Buenos Aires and will continue to be here longer than I’d planned ….not that I actually had a plan. But I did think I would have moved on by now. Good thing I really love this city. Anyway, all this rambling just to update you. In the meantime, here is a post that I started before I went to Uruguay. So now, finally, I give you Palacio Barolo).

Before I came to Argentina, Buenos Aires in particular, I looked into places I may want to see. Being the architecture fan that I am, Palacio Barolo was at the top of the list. Not only did it look beautiful, but its history was interesting, too. Here’s a short account of it:
Luis Barolo was an Italian immigrant who’d arrived in Argentina in 1890 and proceeded to make his fortune in knitted fabrics. He commissioned Italian architect Mario Palanti to design an office building. Palanti was a fan of Alighieri’s Divine Comedy and designed the building with that theme in mind.
There are 22 floors, divided into three sections. The basement and street level floors represent Hell. Floors one through fourteen are Purgatory and floors fifteen through twenty-two represent Heaven. The building is 100 meters (330 feet) tall, one meter for each canto of the Divine Comedy. Construction was completed in 1923 and at that time it was  the tallest building not only in B.A., not only in Argentina, but in the whole of South America, until 1935.
I’ll tell you, the whole thing was heaven for me.
This and the following two shots were taken from the rooftop of my hostel – which just happens to be directly across the street!
The picture below doesn’t have anything to do with Palacio Barolo, but I thought it was a pretty shot. The tower on the left does come back into the story later on, though.
                                            A few shots at street level.

Now, let’s go inside.
It’s intentionally dark in this area because, well, we’re in Hell, right?
Looking up and down.
                                   Hell never looked so good.

I want one.
Remember, this was designed and is still being used as an office building. Can you imagine coming to work here every day?
This next shot is one of my favorites I’ve taken in a while.
This wide shot is not quite a quarter of the city as seen from the lighthouse at the very top of the building. I’ve read that you can see the light from it in Montevideo, but I wasn’t able to when I was there. By the way, Palacio Barolo has a smaller sister building in Montevideo. Same architect. I caught a glimpse of it in the last photo of my La Rambla post.

Here’s the guide (at the left) and a fellow tourist. Super entertaining and delightful guide.


And here’s the rooftop of my hostel (mainly the red patio area) as viewed from the lighthouse.
The same day I toured the building, I found out they were going to have a light show on it and a few other buildings in the area. It sounded intriguing, to say the least, so I stayed up way past my bedtime to watch it and, wow, I’m glad I did.
Remember that tower I mentioned earlier? Here it is that night.
It was so interesting to watch the way the light sort of sinuously slid around the building. They played really good music during the show, too. While I watched, I kept thinking, “Joe (my son) could do this. This is right up his alley.”
As simple as it may look, this was one of my favorite moments. Stars!
The building next door. I love that I captured the moon in this picture.
Yes, indeed, I really do love Buenos Aires.

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