Los Porteños

I ate myself silly in Buenos Aires. No more withering away for me!

I caught up with Jessica in Buenos Aires before she flew home to SF. We didn't get a chance to see each other after the bar, so we exchanged travel stories over choripan in BA instead. She took me to her house from when she studied abroad, which made me miss Bri. It was a special day and it was comforting to see a friendly face.

I ate more steak than I could physically handle (almost cried because I was painfully full and so happy one night), hung out with homies from the U.S., Brazil, Belgium, New Zealand, England, Germany, and Canada, snuck in a vegetarian night where I got an amazing recipe from a French girl for spinach olive bread, ate alfajores, dulce de leche, and ice cream like it was the end of the world, and then I looked deep inside myself and knew I was capable of eating more. So I did.

I hit up Frank, who is from BA (remember? Camino, horse stable, Mary/Joseph, etc.) and he was the worst, so I didn't see him. BUT I made up for his troll-like behavior by doing a bunch of cool stuff (mostly eating).

I went to La Recoleta Cemetery (baller dead Argentinians), El Ateneo Grand Splendid (theatre turned bookstore), La Bomba de Tiempo (drum show in awesome community space; also they had one woman drummer yessssss), managed to not get bedbugs at the hostel, even though Kirby did, walked around Palermo, ate pasta with Trupe (everyone said BA Italian is the best and it certainly was delicious), saw my favorite peso ever (double dick eye into mouth; also immature and funny), ordered in ice cream and watched the Argentinian film Relatos Salvajes (aka Wild Tales), ate asado family style til 1am, drank unlimited wine while singing karaoke until 4am, tried mate for the first time (tasting experience live captured below; also so many rules for drinking it), watched tango in La Boca, and bought out a panadería for an alfajores taste test (chocolate covered won).

I left BA like I have left each city so far - sad to leave but ready to go...