How does this country work with the hours they keep?
It is Saturday night (actually 01:30 sunday morning) and I was (am?) looking forward to checking out a salsa band playing near the hostel. (I am in El Bolson, Argentina at the moment.)
I went to the bar a bit past midnight to check out the scene. Aside from the two guys behind the bar, there were only two other people in there. I told one of the bar tenders that I thought there was to be a salsa band tonight. He said ¨Si. Mas tarde.¨ How much later, i asked. He said that they´d probably start around 2:00 and go until 4 or 5 depending on the crowd.
Having stayed out until 4 last night (3 of the people I was with did not leave the disco until 5:30), I am not sure i can make it until 2:00 tonight and still have a reasonable chance of getting up tomorrow to take in some of the mountain area. But how often will I be in el bolson with a salsa band palying down the street? I bought a coke at the bar and I am trying to make it until 2 to make sure i can walk down the street to check out the band.
Now, if only I hadn´t left my dance shoes in buenos aires.
bjm 2/16/08
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what time does life begin down there?
in the morning, i mean.
your inner clock must really be confused; even in my best days eons ago, I couldn't have done it.
Spring came and went overnight: 46 degrees, but now the temp is heading due south.
bathroom re-construction is proceeding, but not quite as scheduled. thanks for your blogs; they nourish my imagination: Scene 2, take 25. Middle aged man dances til dawn; falls asleep as he staggers back to the hostel; gorgeous senorita appears just in time . . . (make up an ending) mom
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