After Thursday night was so incredible, Clarissa and I wanted to go out dancing again Friday night. So we got prepared and and headed out. However, the first club we went to was STRANGE. It was free for us to enter before 2am because we were on the VIP list so we entered without having to pay... making it somewhat worth the visit. Inside it seemed to be a club for older people (a lot of people in their 40s), misfits and people that I just normally wouldn't spend time with. There were live "theaters" above where actors were slowly acting out dramatic scenes while people danced below. I put up a pictures of a "theater" above the club. The music was a good selection, but the DJs made terrible remixes of it. At around 3am, some Argentinean friends we had made met up with us and we ended up just going to an Argentinean bar for the rest of the night and chitchatting before we headed back to their house to listen to some music and talk. It was great Spanish practice.
After the bar, I went home and packed up everything. I had two hours before I had to move and, while most things were packed, there were lose ends I cleaned up. I had to leave by 10am because there was another American student moving into my room at noon that day. I had about 2 hours before the taxi would arrive to I headed to a book store and began to read my new book. I have grown very found of the John Grisham books again since I arrived in Buenos Aires. I've already whipped through 2 1/2 of them in my spare time and can't wait to finish my third. Unfortunately, they are very expensive here in South America, nearly 20 USD for a small paperback labeled 6.99 USD. Agh. Oh well.
I arrived at the hotel I was to stay at for the next two nights and was quite surprised. For one thing, it was part hotel and part tango dinner theater. Since I had not slept the entire night before, I crashed on the bed to sleep only to hear loud tango shows with live music and dancing right outside my door. It was so strange it was funny. The hotel also had a lot of character. With three floors of winding staircases and old wood floors, the building was impressive. However, the stench of rotten trash wavered in the hallways. While I certainly didn't mind the hotel, it had its quirks.
That night, Clarissa came to spend the night with me. We got ready and headed out to Liquid, the club we had enjoyed before. However, the music wasn't quite as good so we left around 4am and returned to the hotel. However, since it was an unfamiliar area and we refused to use a taxi to save money, it took us until nearly 7:30 o figure out the bus system and get home. Wow! Once we arrived there, we rang the doorbell to enter the hotel. And rang it. And rang it some more. But no one ever answered! At 7:30 in the morning, no one was there to let us in. 40 minutes later, after standing in the rain, a woman came after she heard our banging on the door and rudely said "I didn't hear you knocking" and rudely walked away and didn't say another word. What a strange employee!
After sleeping for about 6 hours, Clarissa and I headed out to find some food. It was quite a task since it was a poorer area of town. We mostly just came upon furniture store after furniture store after furniture store. As it was Sunday, the small food stores were closed. However, a couple of hours later we had eaten and we headed back to the hotel. There, we met up with an Argentinean friend and went to the mall and ate some ice cream before heading back to the hotel. Since I was leaving the country bright and early the next morning, I opted to go to sleep early while Clarissa and our friend headed out for the night. I said my final goodbyes, packed up and prepared to leave Argentina. It was a good month but I was ready to return to the routine again.
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