Buenos Aires – International Travel and Tours
Ryno, Bronwyn and I were standing in the middle of Buenos Aires. After planning this vacation for the past six months, we were ready for an absolutely ecstatic time in the city that never sleeps.
Shake what your mama gave you…
As twenty-something year olds the main focus for our trip was to party the night away. Yes, sure we wanted to see more of the historical tourist things, but first and foremost, the nightlife is what we were seeking.
Not even giving ourselves the proper time to rest after a very long trip, we were out and about on the first night of our arrival. Arcos del Ferrocarril was our first pit stop. It’s a long strip of hot spots including restaurants, pubs and clubs.
We first covered the basics with a proper meal. Bronwyn wasn’t very happy, because as Murphy would have it, her choice in meal was rather hot, and spicy food has never been her forte, so she and Ryno swapped. Our waiter, thankfully, could speak a bit of English and was able to tell us of some of the favorite clubs and pubs for the locals in his area, and about a specific party that was happening that very night.
When we arrived at the club just after ten, it was rather quiet, but soon the club started to fill up. We soon realized that people on this side of the world only really start going closer to midnight!
As South Africans, the three of us have always felt quite confident in our dancing capabilities, but for the first time ever, it was not the case. You see, we forgot one little detail, the Latin-Americans really know how to move.
Yes, it was the basis of Argentina’s appeal, but never in my life have I felt so shy to shake my behind on a dance floor. So for the first 30 minutes or so, the three of us kept to our little circle, pretty much just staring at what was happening around us. But soon enough Ryno struck up a conversation with some attractive Argentinean, and shortly after the three of us were on the dance floor, learning new moves, and feeling anything but left out.
A passionate affair…
The Argentineans have a way of just making you feel very welcome in their presence. They exude passion. With that kind of passion comes a love for all things fiery. You can’t help but feel the energy and enthusiasm with which these people live their lives.
So after our crazy first night out in the beautiful city, we were ready for nothing else but a fluffy big bed and pampering back at our hotel. This first night also gave us renewed zest for a passionate affair with the city’s night life for the remainder of our holiday. And so for the following few nights we were out, in the pubs, on the dance floors and at some interesting restaurants well into the early morning hours.
R&R in Buenos Aires…
Even with all our late nights, we had set some time aside to enjoy the cultural tours of the city. Bronwyn would wake us at ten every morning. We’d get ready, and then spend the day either walking around the city, or lazing next to the pool. It was during days we spent walking around that I was grateful that I was still young and fit. I think most people would’ve had difficulty keeping up with this pace.
Some would say a holiday means relaxing. To kick your feet up and simply idle around, but the three of us have never done anything in a relaxing, laid back kind of way. We are always running around, and being in another city, especially one known for its nightlife, just added fuel to our fire.
I can’t think of a better city than Buenos Aires to accomplish this. From the get-go it was everything we wanted and needed from our trip.