Dude, did you just kiss that guy
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Oct 19, 2007
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Buenos Aires,
Argentina
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Take a nap till 4, that`s right biatches, 4, I was tired. Dude, it`s so hot in BA that when I woke up I walked to the bathroom and I heard something hit the floor and I`m like what the F is that and then I noticed a coin on the ground and then another one clanked against the ground and yeah, somewhere in my sleep a bunch of change stuck to the back of my legs and shit. I looked and I still had 3 more coins just chilling on my leg. What the fuck! Hah, reminds me of that time where Bleakly brought home a racist and he didn`t want her to see his Lil Kim and Method Man posters and so he kept the lights off and his couch was such a mess and when she got up off the couch he saw a quarter stuck to her ass. Walk around San Telmo (barrio in Buenos Aires) which is very authentic Argentina. It`s very old school and on Sundays they have a huge outdoor street market thing popping off. San Telmo used to be where the wealthy and established chilled until the plague or some shit rolled in and then they all moved and all the poor started taking up residency there (back in like the early 1900`s or late 1800`s, I need to research my history better). This is how I totally pictured Argentina though. There are street performers everywhere and I get to see an awesome tango show (and it was free since I was too cheap to put any $ in the box). Lil makeshift bands are playing flamenco music, there are drummers strolling down the street and people lining the sidewalks selling whatever crap it is they are selling. Everyone is looking at the wares being sold and I just look at the chicks (some of which are probably being sold as well, just kidding). I see this one girl leaning against a plaster wall of some rundown building and she and the whole scene becomes my new reference point for all things Argentina. I really really wish I had my camera, it could have been an award winning shot. The way the sun hit the building, the pensive look on her face, the long brown hair flowing more to one side than the other due to a slight tilt in her head, and the blue and white colored thin fabric dress she wore became my quintessential picture of Argentina. You had to be there and maybe nobody else noticed it but I`m a bit of a pansy at times and maybe a bit too artsy but it will be an image I will forever have in my head. I thought of going up and talking to her but that would have just ruined it, so instead I stared until she became frightened and left (joke, she didn`t leave, frightened - possibly).
As I am walking around I start to do some thinking and I decide not to take the apartment. I mean, it would be awesome to have but this way I can visit Uruguay (no reason to visit Uruguay when I have an apartment I am paying handsomely for) and I need to leave Buenos Aires before Feb 6 if I am going to squeeze in Peru and Bolivia. Plus, it would be nice to save the 80 pesos a day in the price difference between the apartment and a hostel. The thing that sucks is that I already paid $300USD for a downpayment which I will lose but just like in poker, you don`t call a $100 bet on the turn just because you called a $25 bet on the flop. Then all of a sudden I see some lady bite it hard and I momentarily am shaken from my reverie. This fall actually wasn`t funny because I was worried for a second that she was seriously hurt, but then she got up with some help from a friendly passerby and besides some scrapes and maybe a twisted ankle she will be fine, OK, now it`s funny, and I laugh. Dude, chicks are always falling here, I never see guys bite it. Probably because chicks think it`s a good idea to wear high heels on cobblestone streets. Idiots. Chicks fall here more than Gerald Ford. Che Guevara was born in Rosario, Argentina and he is defintely the biggest cultural icon here since his face is on every t-shirt and boshit souvenir you can put someone`s face on. He is even bigger than Evita (literally as well). I love Argentinian colors, white and baby blue, your my boy blue. Yes, bably blue is my favorite color when it comes to shirts, I can admit it (I know I know I`m gay, blah blah blah). And then, and fucking then, I see two guys come up to each other and kiss each other on the side of the face. Dude, why, why did you do that? Oh yeah, that`s right, I can`t question another country`s customs, but I can make fun of it. Ok then, dude, if you are going to kiss that guy, you may as well kiss that 1/2 mexican 1/2 american broad, I mean, she`s at least better than a guy. If you are going to kiss each other on the side of the face then you should move in with Natedog and all the other AP Christians in bumblefuck central IL and you can kiss all the dude`s faces you want (what is the name of Sauder`s home town, goodwood or something? wait that ain`t it, but goodwood is a fucking funny name, so um, how`s your wood, it`s good wood baby, don`t worry bout it, lay down and turn over so I don`t have to see your face).
That night I check out the Capital building and the entire area is modeled after Capital Hill in Washington, just with much more anti-establishment grafitti. I think portenos (residents of BA) are extremely political. Lots of rebellious, anarchical and anti-government grafitti all throughout BA.
Go back to hostel and I don`t do shit. Well, I take a shower and while I was in the shower some jag off stole my towel off the hook, supposedly on accident. So, he gives me his towel, great, hope he dried his ass with it during his last shower and he has crabs to boot. Disgusting. He says it was brand new, but who knows. This hostel actually gives out towels which is odd, but nice I guess, except for the fact they all look the same. The Aussies left today which sucks, but probably good because I`m sure they would be dragging me back out again tonight and after last night my body is just not in the mood (late and I was pretty trashed). So in the middle of the night the top bunk breaks on the other bed and the dude on top falls down on top of the guy on the bottom bunk. It was pretty funny, but not as funny as it should have been because the dude on the bottom bunk was actually prepared for it and got his hands up to stop the mattress and the other guy just in time. Ahhhh, hostels.
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