Thanks Yoho, I plan to keep that in mind when found in a desperate situation.
Tango, I am no yuppie, but my beautiful wife is a veritable baby. I think we dress pretty well, except when it's really hot and I expose myself in shorts and a tee-shirt. I use my Mac Powerbook in cafes, with my cell phone. Maybe I'll change my tune if in fact one or both of us are accosted, but meanwhile, I feel a lot safer here than I ever did in the Adams-Morgan section of DC. Not to mention parts of El Cajon, in Hot's old hometown, where I was mugged twice in the same year coming out of Roberto's La Fonda.
I think Hot is simply making up this stuff to justify her anger at having really screwed up this move, or she got the worst information available anywhere. Not one thing she has written here about life in Buenos Aires reflects any single part of what I experience on a daily basis. I do think, though, that the odds are that I am bound to sprain or break an ankle at some point on these sidewalks. The last time I sprained an ankle on a sidewalk it was on Orange Avenue in Coronado, California, mainly because I was trying to avoid a pile of dog shit and stepped off the side of a curb. Coronado is, by the way, said to be the 3rd richest area in California. Gosh, if they can't keep the dogs from pooping on the sidewalk ... .
If anyone thinks Buenos Aires is a dangerous and dirty place to live, I would direct their next move to Cairo, Johannesburg, or Kiev, all of which I have some experience with. This is patty-cake compared to anywhere in South Africa. Although South Africa is really, really cheap. And it is an identical twin in terms of climate, flora and fauna to southern California.
Culture shock can have a brutal effect on people.