Candace Lewis L.
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A guitarist playing harmoniously under the trees. A quiet fountain that held my son’s full attention. That’s the kind of beauty we found at the Jardín Botánico Carlos Thays.
We arrived late morning, just as the city started to slow down. It was easy to get there by bus, and once inside, it felt like the pace of the day shifted. No crowds, no noise.
The gardens aren’t overly sculpted or dramatic. They’re subtle, almost restrained.
We learned a bit about native Argentine plants like Yerba Mate.
It’s a short walk from there to the Japanese Gardens, which made for a lovely, quiet rhythm to the afternoon.
This isn’t a destination built to impress in loud ways. But it left a memorable impression.