Day 7: The Museum and Machisimo

For the record...I want to let all you know my priorities. 1) Student 2) Tourist 3) Party

Good now that you know my priorities I can fill you in on last night. We started with a very affordable but average dinner. I paid about $13 for a steak, fries and a bottle of wine. Steak did not live up to my expectations. I was at the dinner with 4 girls from my school, 1 from Switzerland and 3 from london. Turns out, they had ulterior motives to go to a club after dinner. Buenos Aires is famous for their party scene so I was not averse to giving it a shot. So, this puts us finishing up dinner around Midnight (on a Wednesday!). This was not one of the true discoteca's. It was an "after work" club. Which basically just means that the dress code was relaxed. We arrived at the club called "Museum" at a little after midnight. The building was beautiful and was supposedly designed by the Mr. Eiffel of the Eiffel Tower. Cover charge was about $10 US but included a free drink + Speed. We enter the lobby then go into the main club through a large door where the experience really begins. I had been warned about the Argentine machismo culture and I knew I was with 3 good looking girls, one who looked like a baby doll and another with bright blonde hair which is rare in Argentina. I followed the girls from behind to monitor the situation. From the moment we walked into the club and for the rest of the night, walking around was like running a gauntlet for the girls. Literally, the guys would touch their hair, grab their rears, whisper things in their ears, kiss their shoulders and sometime grope a little more than just a rear end. At one point the Swiss girls was getting anxious and clung to me and pretended we were together, the guy was quick to show me that unless I want guys like him to continue, i should wrap her up in my arms for the rest of the night. I didn't partake in the shenanigans but I will admit that a small part of myself can see it happening on my return leg to Bs As when I have a better handle on the language. Anyway, the club was really great otherwise, great music, lights and effects. The floor was covered in broken glass by the end of the night. Turns out the Speed was just an energy drink kind of like red bull. We left about 3:30 and their party was still going strong. According to my priority list above, I still got up and made it to class on time. Seeing as this was an "after office" club, I can't imagine the real clubs...I need to get some new shoes.

Today, class was difficult. We learned pronouns which are very complicated. We picked up lunch at a local spot and took it to their big Plaza de Mayo where we enjoyed the warm sun and did our homework. Tonight should end much less eventful than last. I plan to pick a nice dinner spot with an amiga, eat and study these freaking pronouns.