Friday was a crazy day! I had Spanish class and was feeling good from the night before. However, today was special because the language studio was hosting an empanada-marking night at Elvira's place (she's the owner). I had to swing by the vegetable market to get green onions (cebolla verdeo) and white onions (cebolla). I love the concept of a small fresh vegetable market! The green onions were huge! Absolutely enormous and beautiful! I had to go to a supermercado after that to get raisins (pasas de uva) and I swear that Asian girl is either permanently pissed off at the world or just doesnt like me because im a foreigner- well technically so is she. So I walked in and she had a kleenex shoved up one of her nostrils. Then i asked her where the raisins were and she just passively waved down an aisle. I was wandering around for about 10min. until she lookd at me and pointed to the bottom shelf i was looking at! arg! anyway, I went to Elvira's to learn how to make the empanada filling because it has to cool - preferably naturally. We were going to make 2 kinds, carne and queso con cebolla. I wrote down the ingredients - def. a lot of onion - and Elvi and I made the filling. Sean showed up and brought the meat and almost didn't come because he thought it was later. Elvi and I also had tea together! So then I left until later. I wrote up some of the blog and did some situps then when I was ready, went back to Elvi's. There were probably around 11 of us there and it was a good time. I met new people - one girl invited me to go with her and her friends to Creamfields (all-nighter) where apparently Armin Van Buuren and Tiesto are playing :). I thought Paul Oakenfold was going to be there....he's the last of the 3 i need to see. So we got to fill the empanadas, seal them and then fold it in such a way to make it look pretty, seal it well, and distinguish meat ones from the veggie ones. I have to say there was a good crowd. I think this Belgium guy was pretty into me. I was originally into this other guy when I first showed up, but then he started talking to this tall skinny girl, I thought "ah forget it". Christina (one of the girls from the previous night) came by and we went to a reggae club in Abasto - the other 2 didn't come with us. From the moment we stepped out of the taxi, to the moment we left in another taxi, the men did not leave us alone! This 38-year old Colombian guy wanted us to go meet his friends but then this girl wanted to paint my face. After that, we ditched the old guy by pretending to go to the bathroom. We were at the bar when this other guy started chatting me up (gotta love how there are always more men than women) and I learned that he was acting as a wing man for his friends. So we danced a bit and then went upstairs. Anyway, we left a bit later and as soon as we walked out, 3 guys outside offered usa ride home and wanted to have a drink with us. We were like "nah" but chatted with them a bit an then got a cab. Apparently Chris texted me a few min. later (because i was dropped off first) saying the cabbie wanted a kiss..ew! haha! what a great story...
Saturday was my day of finding the perfect boots! I met Courtney and we walked around Palermo Soho - the line in Starbucks was crazy! And apparently, on my cup instead of writing Jojo, they wrote Gogo - great, eh?- I should just tell everyone to start calling me Gogo...I've never seen an SB with so many people waiting. We were walking to the subte and randomly wandered into a shoe store just to see what they had! And of course, when you have such big feet, the selection is much smaller! And- we're talking last pairs, here. But luckily we found them...beautiful, black, pointy-toed, tiny-hell, fake-leather boots! And no tax - 200 pesos - about 60 bucks or so. I was thrilled! I had to meet Daniel in San Telmo at 530 and it was 521...eep! But whenever you're in a hurry, that's when transportation takes forever! Well i was about 15 min late but he was waiting. We caught the end of the market - one of the vendors made me a present out of wire that said "jojo" - at least it wasn't gogo...We wandered around looking for somewhere to eat - finally found one - and the menu was huge! Took us another 15min to figure out what to order! Forget the name...Don Ernesto I think. After, I went home to get ready for another club experience. I met Uli (Belgium guy) around 11:45 and we had a drink...everyone else was supposed to come at 12! Mariano and Alexis came around 12:30...the girls showed up at 1:20am!!! I wasn't happy. Their friend and his friend came too and then there was this random guy standing with us and we were like "who are you?" and he said "well, you were speaking English so i came over" hahaha! His name was Donovan and i asked him "where are you friends?' and he said "in south africa". - so we almost had the whole world in our group of 11: US, Canada, UK, South America, Belgium and Africa! We went to Club Araoz, the one that was too expensive last weekend. We got in - and I mean it was okay, but the music sucked - they even played YMCA and Barbie Girl at one point - ugh! And we lost Mr. South Africa but we kept losing everyone else too - so that was hard! Not to mention having to shove through all the people just to get to the other side...We left around 4am - the music was so bad and my feet were dying. Next Sat. we are going to a club not in Palermo. We had late-night food nearby then called it a night.
I got up pretty late on Sunday Oct 4th, did my homework and went with Uli to Campobravo in Las Canitas for dinner. It was a bit pricey and their version of Caesar Salad so wasn't Caesar! We had a bottle of wine and asado and some good conversation. He's a nice guy. The middle of the night brought a huge storm! I've never heard thunder like that - well, maybe in Hong Kong but I was seriously freaked out and in need to company. I have to stop eating so late. It's just so bad for you. Tomorrow Im determined to go running - but it's already starting to get humid...that's not good! I'm already dreading how humid it will be here :(. I want more cold! Green Day is playing in the cafe where I'm writing...I miss Andy...they're his fav. band.
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