Buenos Aires was fun. We partied a lot, each night was stationed to a different club or bar. Then after two and a half weeks of smashing the granny out of it, we decided to get the hell out of there and get our livers back. Here are some pictures.
On our first night out in BA we started off with a gooden - Opera Bay rated as the best club (by us anyways). Named for obvious reasons that its shaped the same as the Sydney Opera House. Had to control ourselves from drinking too early as Buenos Airians only go out at about 2am.
On the next night (names of days were kind of forgotten by this point) we met up with a friend from Florianopolis who's been living in BA for 6 months or so now. We went out to Kilkenny - an Irish bar and got ourselves a good old PINT that we've been missing since the last one we had at Heathrow Airport over 3 months ago. Shortbread even managed to find himself a Guinness. Get in!
Cecilly and Shortbread
Kieran and Lucy
Mark and Cassie
We ran out of girls for Paul...
Most mondays we ended up going down to Peurto Madera a.k.a. the waterfront for all you uncultured fools. Found an awesome place called Spell Cafe where all the waitresses were hot as were the female clientelle. Met a couple of Argentinian girls after Alex made a fool of himself ordering a Submarino. He thought it was just a cup of hot milk with a chocolate to eat, but then got told by the waitress later that you are supposed to put the chocolate in the milk like a submarine *Doh*. Mark and Paul wet themselves shortly after.
Tuesdays was Drum and Bass night, Alex was too busy reaching for the lazers to take some photos.
Wednesday we went to an 'After Office' night at Museo where they all go straight from work. Everyone was in suits and over 30. The ladies were old and hagged and the men were sweaty and sleazy. We still had fun though drinking crazy red bull stuff 'Speed' and vodka. Made us go even crazier than taking real speed.
Paul fit in well, he was sweaty and sleazy too.
At one point in the night we wanted a team photo, but couldn't find Paul. Luckily a replacement looky-likey was at hand to fill the role.
Here are the old hagged women on a hen night. What crackers!
Kieran pulling another couple of zappers, go on son!
Here's a full team shot with our new recruit Laura!
During the day we found interesting things to do like mess about with camera modes
and dressing Paul up as a gangsta rapper. Why not eh?!
On Thursday nights it was a little hiphop club called Lost a.k.a. The Sweat Pit. Awesome music but only kicked off a little later after the breakdance battles (which we won all of).
When on our travels in BA we met up with another couple of people from Florianopolis Michelle and Yelena.
On one of the days where we saw sunlight, we thought we'd take a photo for our up and coming rap album - "Itchy Trigger Finger Niggaz" with such hits as 'Drive by while high', 'Big willies, 9 milli' and 'AK spray'. Buy that shit straight from your local HMP!
Saturday rolled around and another night in Opera Bay was done. Check dat shit.
This is what Speed and vodka does to you!
One night, when DaBoyz were rolling on their own, testosterone was on an all time high so decided to nip in for a *cheeky* drink in the most manly place we could find. We ended up in hooters. Sweeet.
They were impressed with our beer drinking skills amongst other things (girls like guys with skills), so they invited us out with them the next night.
Good times.
Somewhere inbetween the partying we fit in a bit of culture. Don't think we're all here for partying and girls alone. We're so much more high brow than that partner!
Bike Tour:
Recoleta - Famous graveyard with Evita's grave.
Some graves were not so nice.
Paul loves Jesus
Japanese Garden:
United States Park - Those wallies spent 4 million Argentinian pesos on a big metal flower that opens up on sunlight and closes in dark. Could've (should've) been used to fund our tour...a much better cause if you ask us!
Tango lesson and show:
Yes, our talents never end! Aswell as samba superstars, we have now mastered the lost art of tango. It's like sex on your feet.
Now this one we aren't sure about. Is it a man? Is it a woman? Who knows, but Alex said she sure could tango! If only she'd put a bit more slap on...guys love it when you really gloop it on.
The girls (Michelle, Yelena and Laura) were good enough to cook us what was close enough to a English fry up as possible. We even had tea called 'Big Ben' - authentic or what?!
Apart from this meal, every other meal was steak for breakfast (if awake), lunch and dinner. Steak is amazing here so it's just gotta be done! Hence why we are fat now. Oh, the beer too.
Mark said grace before every meal in his pope outfit:
Buenos Aires done...next location please!
Signing off,
DaBoyz
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