A New Week

This week proved to be an interesting one....

      Just about every tourism guide raves about Thursday nights at Niceto Club. Thursday night the club takes on the name, Club 69, a drag "show". When we heard "show," we thought FUN! However, we surely did not expect what this "show" entailed...

     False preconceived notions have become a very common occurrence for my friends and I. I have never received more "surprises" than I have in Buenos Aires. From day one, Buenos Aires has not been what I thought. I have found that most foreigners think in this same exact way. We expect a warm winter: false. No rain:false. Beaches and views of the water:false. These are just SOME of the expectations my friends and I had when we came to Buenos Aires. And everyday, at least one thing turns into an experience we did not expect....

  For example, this occurrence happens very often while dining out. Many times food comes that I did not expect. Although it is getting easier to read menus, sometimes things come out and we think "what the hell?". For example, ensalada (salad) very rarely comes with lettuce (this took weeks of adjusting to). Caesar salad, however is one of the very few salads with lettuce...cant mess that up right? Wrong: Caesar salad is lettuce with mayo here. The other day I ordered chicken, I am almost positive it was tuna fish. We have all gone through this here. Every trip to a restaurant usually includes at least one unexpected outcome.

    Clubs however, are pretty standard. However, this Club 69 was out of this world, and beyond our wildest imaginations. Upon entering we were knighted by a King. We were surrounded by aliens, mermaids, minions, hes, shes and boths. My friend Olivia and I received champagne from men and were dancing with the stars of the show. As the night progressed, so did this free for all. Around 2, things really began to pick up. A rapper came out, the aliens multiplied, the show, well for lack of a better description, turned into a porno before our very eyes. I could not believe what I was seeing. My friend Olivia, decided she wanted to get on stage. I am still unsure as to what she thought she was going to contribute to the show. I am also scared to know, what would have happened had she sweet talked her way up there. Fast forward to the next morning when I realized my camera was gone out of my purse, and now I am scarred and without pictures of the night to share with you all to help aid the visual of this alien inhabited night club. I am also sadly, without a camera now.... serious bummer.

    Saturday, we ventured to the shores of Colonia, Uruguay. What a cool city. Again, MUCH colder than anticipated. The people of Buenos Aires keep telling us how this weather is very strange. It is much colder, rainier and cloudier than most Portenos (Buenos Airians) can ever remember. Yes, yes just my luck.

   Perhaps this week will provide more predictability, however I am learning to love the spontaneity of life here.