Mayra had told me when I rented the apartment that I'd have to vacate this day because it was rented to others. She had arranged a room for me at one of the Kempinski hotels in BA.

After I got up, I hauled out the suitcases and pretty much packed everything. I went out for a couple of medialunas and coffee, and planned to study for an hour or so before my Spanish lesson. As I was eating I made a note that I needed to get the champagne out of the refrigerator and take it with me, as well as retrieve my credit cards and dollars from their respective hiding places. When I returned to the apartment I got a nasty surprise. The credit cards and champagne were there, but about $1350 dollars was gone from its hiding place. I also noticed that the cleaning lady had been by, since the bed was made up.

I spent thirty minutes or so looking in every conceivable place for my cash stash, but it was plain gone. I called Mayra and ultimately met with the owner of the apartment who tried to get in touch with the cleaning lady. Turns out this wouldn't be possible until Monday. After some thought, in spite of the assurances of the owner that the cleaning lady wouldn't have done such a thing, I decided the policia should be involved, and I made plans to do that on Monday. My reasoning was that if the cleaning lady had made off with what was equivalent to a year's salary, she may have been tempted to do so because she saw my suitcases and assumed I was leaving Argentina that day. I thought that if she had been so tempted (perhaps in part because I learned she had recently given birth) and was a relatively inexperienced or unsophisticated thief, then she might 'fess up if questioned by a professional such as the police. We'll see. Stay tuned.

Anyhow, I moved into the Kempinski Hotel at Talcahuana 1253, about a mile from Etoile in a fancy schmancy neighborhood. The four star hotel though relatively pricey -- about $105/day including taxes and breakfast -- is quite nice and I'm assured by Mayra, chica friendly as long as I am discreet. Which I are.

I spent some time at Cafe Orleans this afternoon, just chatting with Alejandra and a couple of other chicas, and while I was making a pit stop there, almost literally ran into uwphoto who had just arrived in town that day. We got caught up and he split, with me following shortly thereafter back to my hotel. Feeling the need rising, I called Lizzy from escorts-argentina.com, who was present at last night's dinner, but I thought her prices were high: $100 US for an hour and a half. Maybe canonperdido (who brought her to the dinner) gets better prices or is willing to pay that. I'm not, at least not today. She was sure cute though. Looked as good as her pictures. I struck out trying to reach some other favoritas, Romina (Dulce on Platynum), the Clarin girl Cassandra from Day One, and even a chica from a previous visit. I had a premonition this was going to turn out to be another one of those difficult evenings trying to find a chica I liked.

About 10:15 pm, after dinner, I headed back to the boliche where I had found Maricel on Day 5. On this night I got there at 10:30 but the place was totally empty, literally. I was assured that the Chicas would begin to arrive in about 10 minutes. Yeah, right. However, since I was there, and since it was too early for the Recoleta clubs, I hung out until 11:15 before I left. All that showed up were 4 skanks, one of which had to be in her 50's. In retrospect I should have popped over to Cutty Sark which opens at 4 in the afternoon.

In any event I grabbed a cab to Vicente Lopez and Azcuenaga in Recoleta, to check out the action there. I asked the doorman at Madahos if I could just look inside and went on in. There were only about 8 chicas and almost no guys. It is so dark in there it wasn't possible to see if there was any quality present, and I didn't want to pay 20 pesos to find out, so I wandered back out and down the street to Playwomen where it was equally dead. I figured that this was going to be one of those Saturday nights I'd read about on the board when the action just wasn't, so I resigned myself. Canonperdido was just leaving with a chica as I was going in. Inside there were mebbe 12 chicas, with perhaps 4 of the best wrapped around a group of Japanese or Koreans. I figured I'd just have a drink and wander on home. In the course of the next hour or so, each of the girls in turn ambled over with their sales pitch. One 6 with enormous rigid looking silicone boobs offered herself at $150 US for two hours, saying that was not a lot of money in the US. I replied that she wasn't in the US, but in Argentina, and that I could get 3 girls for that price. Jeeez.

Before I gave up the ghost, I asked Sandra if she had a special price for me because the night was so slow. She offered $150 pesos for 1 hour and 20 minutes (!?) and I countered with 100, but she didn't bite. It wasn't a disappointment since I'd had her on an earlier trip, and while I liked the fact she preferred her sessions a little rough, the truth is she isn't all that hot looking. Great ass though.

The evening looked like a bust, so I cut my losses and took a cab back to the hotel. Alone, and saving my "vital juices" for another night.

sfh:

sorry to hear about the lost money - only explanations are diosa and the maid - and if was the maid with that kind of money she may disappear - you are right to get the police involved as someone did steal from you.

i know water under the bridge, but i think that when we think that a good hiding spot is a good hiding spot, chances are the people who know the apartment well (i,e. the maid and owners, etc...) will know about where newbies in the apartment will hide the money - what we think a good hiding spot is may be very obvious to someone else.

always try to lock your money up in a suitcase or get an apt. with a safe.

hopefully the police can act quickly and ask the maid some questions. are you sure diosa could not have gotten to your stash?

aj

Absolutely positive Diosa couldn't have done it...she was never out of my sight. As to hiding places, you're right...I've learned my lesson. I will always have a safe or I will have my valuables on my person.

I feel your pain, and empathise on the loss of your hard-earned cash. Since I rarely travel to a very far-off destination solely for pleasure, I stay in hotels with either safe-in-the-room or safe-with-keys-by-the-front-desk.

In places that may not have either; An entity (person or firm) with an MOU (memorandum-of-understanding) takes care of my needs. Explore options, and sometimes "Think outside of the box"

It is pretty hard to find a hiding place that the cleaning lady does not know about. Sorry about the money you lost there SF_HOMBRE.

CP

PS: Are you sure you are not with the CIA. You saw me Friday, and bumped into me with a different chica on both Sat and Sunday. I will have to plan my visits a little more descritely in the future. Are you sure that you were not following me later in the week?

WOW,
it can be that the maid lives hours away and cant be contacted until monday or the manager is in on it.
I would tell the manager to replace my cash or you will be out of a job in a few days looking at ashes as a hotel!!

Outside of being robbed, I think you were having way too much fun. Just kidding .

Thanks for the in depth report.

Moondog