Argentines are vampires

So Peter and I have been in Buenos Aires for a few weeks now, which isn’t very long. We’ve also been working a lot to try and get our new sites up so we haven’t been going out a lot. That said, I have some initial thoughts on the lifestyle of the Porteno’s, and to tell the truth, it doesn’t make any sense at all to me.

It seems to me that all the Argentine’s care about is staying up super fucking late, for no reason whatsoever. They’re whole day is spent preparing for staying up till 6 am, even though it doesn’t make sense. They eat dinner here in between 10 and midnight, every day. At 7, you’ve got to eat a pre-dinner or else you won’t make it through. They leave to go to the bars at 2 am, in the meantime they sit around with their chins rested on their palms, resting on their elbows, resting on the table; sitting around chewing the fat and waiting for the high point of night. You get to the club, and try to have fun, but you’re so fucking tired all you want to do is get in a cab and go home. And the real bullshit part about it, is even if you do manage to have a raucous night, none of the supplemtary boozing service establishments are open that late to support you in your stupor. Trying to find some drunk food is impossible. A few nights ago, we wandered around like idiots for an hour trying to find a greasy hamburger to grub on, but the town is 100% closed down with iron bars over every door. We found ourselves eating gas station food as the sun was breaking.

And for what?

It’s not like the bar scene here at 4am is any better than the US bar scene is at 12. They don’t beat some gong at 4:30am and naked Argentine hookers come running out of the back with cocaine sprinkled on their tits.

And it fucks up the day because the lazy bastards have to take a big nap right at the height of business day for a little siesta, which I also don’t understand. I think “siesta” in Argentine means “be a fat lazy fuck for an hour”. Try and order a pizza at 3pm, and it’s also impossible. You walk in and you see the whole crew sitting there, drinking beers, smoking, watching the futbol. They COULD make you a pizza if they wanted to. But it’s “siesta”, so nobody does jack shit.

At any rate, I am not complaining. Learning about these cultural differences is why I’ve decided to travel around in the first place, and of course, it’s enriching in a million different ways. But I seriously think if they just shifted their day by three hours, they would have a lot more utility in their lifestyle..and more importantly…I could get a drunk hamburger once in a while…