So after discovering I can live without hairdryers/cadburys/heat magazine and having developed a killer tan that doesn't seem to fade (whilst failing to find the meaning of life but deciding its unimportant and far more fun to comare rums of different countries) I have decided to spend some time wandering round south america. Will I ever come back to work....will I get fluent in Spanish....will i get new blogger friends....find out here!

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Adventure highs in Argentina

Well we finally got our acts together and did something you will all no doubt be ecstatic to hear, although that was after one of the funniest nights out in a long time. In brief it felt like Butlins, followed by wierd suburban club followed by school disco, so you get the idea. And in full....had heard loads about this street where all the bars etc are and apparently there is loads of live music so after a BBQ at the hostal off we piled into a taxi and found our little way there. And there was indeed lots of bars and music etc so we settled ourselves into one that looked promising, ordered a cuba libre and waited to be entertained. And sure enough, after 15mins on came the band, and what a band. The lead singer had obviously been told once he looked a bit like Michael Hutchinson so was making the most of it, the 2 backing singers chose to neither sing, dance nor wash their hair, and the other guitarrist looked like he should be in poison or something. So you can kind of imagine what it was like....sheer comedy. Well, we enjoyed it!! Then, just when you thought things couldnt get any better, they had some kind of dance off on stage between 3 girls which seemed to be won on the basis of who the massive table of "lads on a night out" fancied the most.

So after that stunning example of argentinian night life (and it was packed with argentinians) we escaped to a recommended club.....only to discover it was buried deep in a posh housing estate (!!!) had more teenagers loitering outside than people inside and was not a place we wanted to spend our Saturday nigth. So back we piled into a taxi, back to the street of bars, where we promptly had some flyer boy tell us about his club, so off we went. And this was when the night got really strange. For some reason we didnt have to queue, but neither did we queue- jump in the normal way. Instead we were taken in through the kitchen and under the bar!!! The man then wanted to take us somewhere dark and about 3 floors up "to explain the club" but we turned down this lovely request and just went to dance instead.....amongst what turned out to be lots of 14yr olds (ish). Hmm....so we finally gave up and went home, but not without nearly not being let our due to our lack of a "yellow ticket"...presumably cause we got smuggled in through the kitchen.....However, our tried and tested method of acting stupid worked and we finally found ourselves in another taxi homebound. And managed to have all that fun for only 4 pounds!!!!

Anyway, as for adventure, have since been horse riding in true cowboy style (much fun, especially the tea and cakes afterwards) and then yesterday went rafting...hurrah. Great weather, amazing scenery and a rather funny guide who called us his princesses and despaired of us ever stopping giggling long enough to actually paddle....i´m sure he loved it really.

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