November 20, 2009

November 19, Thursday was a good day overall... Woke up around 11am, stayed in bed for longer... finally got up around 1 and walked to an old "office cafe" Malasartes in Plaza Serrano with Irina and Lee (who came from Chicago on Wednesday) As I have declared that day to be a "pleasure day" I didnt do any technical writing. I decided to start writing a new story... Without a specific idea in mind, I started typing...(in Turkish) I wrote for the next 3hours and currently am pretty curious about my character. She seems interesting and I hope as I get to know her, she doesnt disappoint me. This alone, the ability to spend time writing satisfied me and made me happier than I have been in a while. In the evening, we had dinner at an amazing restaurant by our house: SUSHI!! The waitress was a pretty hot and she took good care of us. As we got home, we rebuilt the energy to go out to a milonga... after consecutive showers, picking outfits and make up; we were ready around 1am to leave the house.. We walked to a milonga and faced utter disappointment. There was noone at Salon Canning. Without even going in, we continued to the next one: La Viruta. An other semi-disappointment. La Viruta who is always filled with charming dancers appeared like a room full of the readers of "How to Dance Tango for Dummies". I had a good dance with Rod, a friend from Chicago and a beer. Rod brought my new bank card: Finally I am independent again!....We returned home at 3 and went to bed.

November 20: Today was a bad day. I am tired (yet I am suppose to meet a friend of mine in a short while), Lee had some emergency health problems which scared us and we had to spend some time in the hospital, I didnt really accomplish any work or writing today, I spent a loooong time online searching for tickets (to Iguazu) and on the phone... Not much accomplishment there either. I have to physically go to the office to buy the tickets by 1pm tomorrow...argh....

November 18, 2009

Rainy day... I feel mellow and lonely in a rainy day. Even when I am not far away from people I miss, or when I am not distant from the person i want to be; I still feel lonely...

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Last night, after a long time, Irina and I went to a Milonga: Practica X. We got dressed up, and took our lately underused tango shoes for a night out. After couple of dances, I was back in the mood for more tango in my life. I have enjoyed the dances and the feeling that the slippery floor gave me. I came back around 2, played couple rounds of the word game that Derya recently introduced me to. (I will yet have to beat her more than once as this drives me crazy) I went to bed around 3...

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3am, just came back from a milonga. Now this sounds more like Buenos Aires!... (Milonga: El Beso, Dance Count: 4, Good Dancers: 1.5)

November 17, 2009

I guess today deserves a summary of the past 5 days... I should be able to fit it in one blog entry since it hasn't been extremely "happening"...

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.

November 12,2009

This of course had to happen the second day that I came to Buenos Aires... I went to Casa Bar to visit my old environment and lost my wallet... well I guess more than "losing" it I had it stolen!... GREAT welcome back!

November 11, 2009

Guess who is back in town?!

how does Buenos Aires feel like after a 5month time-off? well, i will need to properly sit down and examine, understand, express my feelings...

right now, I am at Johnny's new office in Palermo and will be working intensely (like a normal person) for a week to finish some stuff up, and make money...

last night, we had sushi and amazing Malbec wine at a new place in Palermo, called Budabar. i remember my spanish, and the taste of great wine here. I have missed the people I left behind and this colorful city. I had "the best medialunas in town" this morning with Johnny's special coffee... so far, so good.

(more to come)

June 30 -Sapanca, Turkey

home country...

Observation #1: Worst traffic in the whole world: Istanbul

Observations #2: Breakfast including all sorts of Turkish pastries ROCKS! Excessive care and attention, NOT SO MUCH.

Memlekete 7 kala

7days to the motherland...

is it harder to get inspired in summer?

June 20th

So it has been a while since I wrote here... Busy-ness and laziness go hand in hand in this absentee. 

Coming to Chicago was/is like meeting up with an ex-boyfriend whom you still have feelings for. It has been 3 weeks. I have missed my family and friends here so much... but I am accustomed to that feeling...

Time has gone by so fast... so far:

Meeting up with ex co-workers, and friends

Day&Night conversations with Derya

Cursing at the weather (also something we secretly (maybe) enjoy  doing in Chicago)

Seeing Paris Hilton at a Club

Work for EliteHealth

Darkroom discoveries and fun

Meeting for Lunch in the loop

Milongas (dancing more than I did in BA!=) )

Tango performance at Sonotheque

Visa Rejection from Germany

Thai, Cuban, Japanese food

Happy Hour Drinks

PART 2 CHICAGO - what am I doing with my life?

COMING SOON

birthday

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