I don't know how it was in other parts of CABA, but here in Villa Urquiza it was downright tropical at several points.
As is my way, I made the most of it, having some interesting chats with several people with whom I shared shelter under various awnings as we waited out the worst of it. Most young people don't seem like they want to talk, but my fellow seniors are always up for a casual conversation.
At one point, I was sheltering under the awning in front of the local Cafe Martinez. A lady who had just crossed the street at great personal risk, and then navigated the overflowing gutters and half-flooded sidewalk to reach the same uncertain sanctuary paused and looked at me before entering. I offered, "Que buen tiempo, eh?" and she replied "Tremendo!" with such ripely disgusted irony that I had to laugh out loud. I deeply admire the manner in which argentinos can always summon a sarcastic comment no matter what the circumstances. This poor lady looked like a drowned cat, but her sense of humor was wholly intact.