Weekend Report

Trip Start Mar 01, 2006
Trip End Dec 01, 2007

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Sunday, February 11, 2007

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On Wenesday, arrived in Buenos Aires the infamous Sam and Tomo, with whom I had been roaming the roads of Vietnam, the streets of Phnom Penh, the wineries of Melbourne and the winds of Sydney. And there they appeared, in the hostel, how are you guys let´s have a beer on the terrace...

Thursday is the start of the weekend, even for those who have spanish class on friday morning. I went to have diner at Guada´s. Guada is a friend of my good friends Marco and Rene, and she is a Portena (inhabitant of Buenos Aires). After a memorable steak, we headed for La Viruta, a milonga.
A milonga is a dancehall, and it is also the name of the social practice of going to such a place. At La Viruta, people gather to take classes or just dance Rock, Salsa, and Tango. There were a few tourists taking classes, but also a lot of latinos. I met up again with Sam and Tomo, and met Maria and Laura. Maria is also a Portena friend of my good friends Marco and Rene. The girls laughed a lot when I tried to learn salsa.
Later it was time for tango, and couples were dancing passionately, in a semi-private way I would say, as if nobody else was there, and that was incomparable to the crappy tango show I had seen earlier in the week. We even had a demonstration by Laura, who after 2 years of practice was a decent dancer (or a very good dancer as it seemed to us).

Friday - The next day the class was real hard, and I had not done my homework. But it was ok, apparently I was still an excellent student compared to those who don´t go to class or those who spend the morning sleeping in the toilets because they were to drunk the night before. Pretty stupid those who do that, especially when you are paying for the class.

Coming back from the class, I had lunch, and then the most amazing nap in my life. After a week of not sleeping much, struggling for 4 hours every morning with my private teacher, and having homework, I was really tired, and my brain was dead. Not that I am complaining of course. So it was the most amazing nap ever, for the whole afternoon.

Friday night I took Sam and Tomo to a place that I had been pointed to by my good friends Marco and Rene, and we ate an incredible Bife de Chorizo that was also incredibly cheap (6 pesos). In fact, we ate two each. And we drank argentinian wine too. And then we went to a club, quite big, with an outdoor dancefloor, and it was cool, till 7 in the morning, when we started walking back, and the sun was up and the city was waking up and I like doing that.

By then we were Saturday

I felt tired from the week, tired from the evening out. I don´t remember what I did that day, but I think I did things.

In the evening Sam and Tomo sent me an email saying they were tired and opting for a movie... poor things!

At around midnight I showed up at Marci´s. Marci is a friend of Maria, who had invited me to Marci´s birthday (S and T were invited too but they defected). We were 7 in the apartment, and I was not too tired so we could speak spanish, it was great, around a glass of beer or wine.
Then Marci took out her bottle of mexican tequila and we had to drink shots
Then we started to do drinking games and to sing and dance in the apartment
Then at 4 in the morning we went out to a club till the morning lights
Well, a good birthday party I would call it.

By then  we were Sunday

In the end of the afternoon I went to San Telmo to check out the sunday market. The whole length of Calle Defencia was full of people, and stalls on the pavements, and musicians playing rock or tango or other nusic, and people dancing and performing for money or just for pleasure and kids and grownups were all around enjoying it, Argentinians and gringos alike.

I met up with Sam and Tomo, and after a drink, we sat in a restaurant, and next to our table there was this poster which was an add for something that is supposed to relieve headache. Then I found out in the menu, under the heading ¨salads¨, that there was a 2 pesos service fee. That does not exist in other restaurants, in less touristic areas. I asked the waiter, he pointed at the bread and cutlery, very desinvoltely. That was it: he had just started to give us bad sercice, and in these situations there would usually be no reason for him to stop. I decided the waiter was a dickhead and I wanted to leave even though there was a huge barbecue, even though I know Tomo hates it when I do that, but we did, and luckily we found the perfect place for that evening.
Corner of Bolivar and Calbo, wooden interior, small tables, very ¨cafe¨. We sat at a table, and I found myself in front of the same poster as in the first restaurant. Good sign, bad sign... weren´t too sure. We had a selection of jamon and olives and cheese and chorizo as a starter, and then an incredible bife de lomo, all the while drinking a fabulous wine. It was great, I was sooooo full, but I kept eating Tomo´s bife de lomo that he couldn´t finish... those who have seen me eating will know!

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peacefrog on

Re: en espagnol
Boah t'inquietes, je bois pas grand chose, compare a ce qu'on s'enfilait en Australie. Je suis hyper sain.
De toute facon j'ai pas besoin d'entrainement pour le ricard. Occupes toi plutot de trouver ou on va aller plonger (pas la piscine d'amiens!)

archimundo on

viva la bife de chorizo!
Hi Adrien, it´s me, Rene...! Great to read your joy about all Baires has to offer. Didn´t read these pages before. Keep on enjoying and come back with a bigger smile than ever before!!! Don´t forget the queensday...! I live in Germany now but will be in Amsterdam to be crazy and orange! Hope to see you soon.

peacefrog on

Re: viva la bife de chorizo!
Hey Rene,

I think I will miss out on Queensday this year... but I will go back to BsAs and meet again your friends Maria and Guada, who are the sweetest girls ever!

Hasta Pronto Loquito

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