Lois, remember how we were saying that I´d come down here and have an experience? Well, we were right! Cybil Blaine-as big a meat lover as they come-got invited to a real-life asado the other night. An Argentine barbeque!
I took this photo of a few locals: an anonymous girl, Mariano, Brian, and a guy who seemed to be doing his best impression of a French guy:
Did they have Mai Tais? No. But the vino (there was lots and lots of it!!) did the trick. I forgot all about Voldemort, world hunger, and my impending mortality for about five seconds. Also, I learned my first Spanish word, Jimmy, you´d be so proud! Borracha. I think it means butterfly or gorgeous! These guys kept calling me borracha all night long. (Remind me to look it up when I get back, Gladys, okay?)
After spending a few días en Buenos Aires, I’ve noticed one big cosa: where are all of the hot black guys? There are lots of Mexicans, but if there’s one thing you should know about Cybil Blaine, it’s that she’s been drinking straight 2% milk for far too long. She’s single again, and she’d like to live a little!
If anyone knows where all of the black guys in Buenos Aires are-the hip-hop clubs, basketball teams and places where you can get a decent hair weave-let me know. Until then, I’m going to head to Bariloche, which is like the Argentine equivalent of Vail or Aspen, for a few days. I don’t ski, but surely there’ll be some athletes there… and all of the best athletes in the world are black!
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Laura // March 24, 2008 at 12:19 am |
Dear, Buenos Aires is NOT Los Angeles. Black guys? Hip-hop clubs? Basketball teams?
Here’s a little info. Perhaps you should read a bit before going on a trip.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Argentina
Oh and the language is Spanish, not Mexican.