Thursday - A visit to old office: "Casa Bar"
Irina and I left the house to have couple drinks at Casa Bar, and say hi to friends and ex-colleagues. It was nostalgic and interesting to be back. Patrick was his usual self: miserably unhappy and unsatisfied. Still, I did enjoy seeing him again. I think he would be a great character in one of my books... Loner, boring life, filled with self pity, hates everyone, desperate for friendship, unable to confess, extreme drinker, smoker, cat lover bar owner. I gave him a bottle of Jagermeister that I brought from USA. Sarah joined our modest table half an hour later. We shared summer stories, future plans, wine & whiskey, smokes with friends. Later on, as I was getting ready for my chevalier action of taking on the check, I had one of my usual freak-out moments about not finding stuff in my bag. (Trust me my bag can swallow the whole universe) Unfortunately this time, i had the right to freak-out. My wallet was not there. My only credit card, 300pesos, 2US IDs, some memories and my calm were gone with the wallet... -I did whats necessary and drank more. J/K I took care of credit cards and my anger. Everything is fine now.
Friday - Girl's Night In, Girls Night Out
Irina was worrying me about how much ice she thought we needed for the "girls night out" that was going to be only 3 girls. She kept making more and more ice. I watched.
Candice came over around 11, a bit later than promised. However she had a bottle of Vodka and Grapefruit juice in her hand, which made everything ok. (or better). And we had ice.(thankfully) We had good conversation along with strong drinks and went out around 2am. It's safe to say that I didnt have amazing balance by that time. Irina took us to the bar that is 2blocks away from our house, which is always packed. Sarah joined us within half an hour, completely sober! After 2,3,5 shots; I dragged myself home, somehow I got in, and was able to even open the door for Irina when she came back.
Saturday - The Hat Party
I know now, why they have those hangover pills. I couldnt move my head, fingers, eyelashes until 8pm... I didnt even drink water because the kitchen was really far away. Irina might have been in better shape than I was. She did the dishes. I cant understand how, she must have a superpower. By 8pm, we had to get up and put something in our stomach. 4-5blocks away from the house, we found the place that suited our appearance the most... The most casual steakhouse in the neighborhood.
When we returned to the house, Irina reminded me about the Museums hosting free events that night. Although I sent her a very sarcastic look, she convinced me to take a shower, get dressed and leave the house. "We are in Buenos Aires, Deniz!"... Yes... we are. We would then go to the "Hat Party" where everyone had to wear hats. Although I have 5million and one clothing items here in BA, I couldnt find one single hat. Thankfully Irina had 2.
The Immigration Museum (How fitting that we went there!) had an international food court in the garden. Agustin, Johnny, Candice and Sarah were already there. We hung around for a bit, watched some "international" dances and food and then went to the famous hat party Agustin was talking about. (Well, first we each waited in one corner of the road to stop a cab -for abour 30-40mins) Our main goal at the party was to meet the "Folder Girl", the girl who made a folder with Agustin's pictures after their second date. The goal was accomplished. We danced, drank champagne and had lots of fun.
Sunday - Mac and Cheese
Dinner at Sarah's. Johnny and Sarah made mac&cheese, one of the best and richest I have even eaten. We smoked hookah, drank wine, played with the dog, chatted... etc... I picked up all the luggage that I have left at their place in May... WOW... I have lots of shit.
