Chicas in Buenos Aires

After a brief encounter with family and home, we descended upon Milan. During the day we made the most of the Italian cuisine, indulging in coffee, pastries, pizzas and ice cream. We wandered the beautiful streets amongst the beautiful Italianos before making our way to the stadium where the Boss, Bruce Springsteen was to play. And was he bloody incredible, or was he bloody incredible?! In true Bruce fashion he rocked out for a good 3 hours, delivering some ABSOLUTE bangers. He was mighty, the crowd was mighty and we were mightily far back, however, this was no hindrance to our spirits that were elevated throughout, climaxing at the STUPENDOUS finale which consisted of an energising rendition of Twist and Shout, before finishing with a beautiful, acoustic 'Thunder Road' which and which left us wanting more...and more...and more. What a guy.

 

Next stop...Buenos Aires! After managing to find Jana at Heathrow, we made it onto the plane, full of high spirits and excitement for the long flight ahead. We drank complimentary champagne from the Captain....must have been looking good ladies! (Thanks Capitano/Auntie Em). We arose early to the most MAGNIFICENT sky we had ever laid eyes on. The sky was amass of vivid hues, each cloud forming its own shape and taking on its own electromagnetic shade. It truly was magical, enchanting, beautiful, amazing and every other word that can be used to describe a sky so colourful. Wowzers.

 

Anyway, after we were finally united with Daniela and stuffed 6 of us along with our rucksacks and Jana's beast of a suitcase into her tiny car and set off for what would be our home for the next couple of weeks. Rights, so highlights of Buenos Aires. The majority of time was spent, chilling to the max, sleeping, drinking coffee and caipirinhas, eating avocado, toast and cheese and watching Made in Chelsea. However, we did have some adventures when we managed to drag ourselves from the comforts of the house. Highlights of which include, NUMERO UNO: tango time. We were all paired off with a group of equally novice men, some shaking with nerves and others getting slightly too into the sensual experience of it. NUMERO DOS: our cultural trail started in the transvestite park, wandering the tree lined avenue on the lookout for the creatures of the night. Next stop the art gallery where Ana gave us detailed accounts of her interpretations of each painting. Quote: 'I've come to the conclusion that this is a dark image'. Very intellectual indeed. After sitting amongst the huge tree roots we descended upon the cemetery which was bewildering and mind blowing: it was filled with crypts and monuments, some grand, beautiful and well looked after, others were decrepit  abandoned and falling to pieces. All the cofins were visible, some had spaces waiting for the living, whilst others were occupied by miniature boxes containing the bodies of those who had died prematurely. Although there was something quite eery about the place - cats roamed the alleys convincing some that the after life does exist as they are believed to be the portal to death by Ancient Egyptians. NUMERO TRES, Argentinans and their partays. The invites came flooding in as the news swept through the Daniela network that 5 English girls were in town. We picked wisely and arrived at Zepet's house anticipating a night to remember. Possibly the funniest moment of the trip so far, Liv and Luce on return from a toiled break, walked in to the funniest most bizarre sight they had seen. Jana the pioneer was surrounded by 20 or so fist pumping Argentinians following the lyrics on screen of the latest party anthem and screaming ;we're up all night to get some, we're up all night to have fun, we're up all night till the sun, we're up all night to get lucky' (some of us more literally than others...). This isn't sounding nearly as funny as it was, but the sight of wealthy young men jumping and filming themselves chanting to this tune whilst we got swept up in the elated crowd was bloody hilarious. The lighthearted nature of the night took a plummet as Amanda the only other girl in the building approached us and announced that the club we were about to go to was the most exclusive in town and that our attire (converse and ripped tights) was unlikely to get us in. Although we snorted in response to this catty remark it took a bit of name dropping for us to get in.....thanks Jan. The most exclusive club in Argentina was an absolute pile of shite: the music was bollocks, no one was dancing and everyone was just standing around looking hot...Amanda couldn't understand why we politely declined when she announced that she could invite us to all the hottest guys in the club as she knew 'basically everyone'. Lol, soz Manda. We decided to make a swift exit and continued the party back at Zepet's with some decent music, our grimy clothes and filthy pairs of converse.

Our next invite was to Santiago, the professional volleyballer's 21st birthday party. Arriving at 1am we thought we were fashionably late however the massive basement was populated by approximately 6 Argentinians ready to party!! We hung around, assured it would all get going at 3, but when the time came bringing with it only 20 more guests, bored of standing around we decided to hit the dance floor and show the Argentinians a thing or two. As they watched on, shocked, we whacked out the dinosaur moves, photos to follow in future blogs. No sooner had the party began, the party ended. We were thoroughly unimpressed by the Argentinian nightlife - it had not lived up to its' hardcore reputation. Nevertheless we had a good time and met some hilarious people. 

To those of you who know us well, food is highly important to us and the cuisine we consumed in BA is definitely worth a mention. Daniela took us for numerous delicious meals, our favourites being: 1) succulent steak lounging on crisp potatoe wedges, topped with the creamiest brie and a scattering of fresh rocket. 2) a locally sourced fillet of white fish perched upon garlic and herb infused vegetables, accompanied with fragrant rice and a wedge of zesty lime. 3) a home cooked vegan healthy delight, completely counteracted by a kilo and a half of assorted ice cream and whiskey. Just fabulous. 

Being with Daniela and Jana was fab, we had such a good time (can't wait for our reunion with the whole of the Page crew in England!). Thanks to the wonderful Daniela we will always remember our hilarious car journeys, the happy hours spent in Kansas sipping on cocktails and our glorious chats amongst the trees. YOU ARE AMAZING! Also the tees - without them our wardrobes would be sparse....

As a consequence of us having such a good time, we realise that we have become completely shit bloggers, from now on we promise to do better...........peace and love lads xxxxxx