I arrived at the ferry terminal in Montevideo about an hour before my scheduled departure. Checking in was fast and efficient. Uruguayan & Argentinean immigration officials were at adjoining counters and quickly stamped me out & in.
The Buquebus offered plenty of leg space and a comfortable journey saw me arriving at the Buenos Aires ferry terminal.
Apartment
The ATM machine at the ferry terminal wasn’t working, so I had to pay the taxi in USD for the short ride to my apartment. While waiting for the apartment owner, I had a chance to take care of some essentials. I got myself some cash & a local SIM card.
I’d made apartment reservations through ByT Argentina. The apartment looked exactly as advertized. I loved the black & white color scheme. I adored the quintessentially Argentine posters. Right off the bat, this apartment felt like home.
Exedra
After dropping off my laundry & filling up my fridge, it was time to explore the neighborhood. I hooked up with 3 Harlem Globetrotters in McDonald’s before finding my way to Exedra.
I liked the fact that I could view the talent from outside, but wasn’t impressed with the selection. I recognized Erika from her Internet pictures – she was too fat for my taste. A mulatta with a pierced lip looked kinda cute and was waving me in, but I decided to try my luck elsewhere.
Hook
I walked over to the famous triangle – Hook, Ness & Catto’s. Hook specializes in Paraguayan girls. The chicas were extremely friendly, but I didn’t really fancy any of them... until Gisella walked in.
We were smiling at each other from across the bar, as she was chatting with her girlfriends. She probably just came back from an assignment and didn’t seem eager to come and say hello. But she finally landed in my lap...
I loved her pretty face. I adored her pointy little nose. Gisella was sporting bangs – my favorite hairstyle. I loved everything about this little spinner. When I bought her a drink, she suggested we seek an isolated spot. When she started passionately French kissing me & said she wanted to swallow my cum, I thought I’d hit the jackpot.
There was a snag, though. Gisella categorically refused pictures.
Apparently, someone’s posted her pictures on the Internet and she found out about it. With pain in my heart, I had to let my darling Gisella go... Catto’s
An old woman was singing sad songs, perfectly in tune with my mood. A few girls came over and introduced themselves. They were unable to lift my spirits.
A blonde stripper managed to get the glimmer back in my eye, though. Combining a model face with a sculpted body, she looked good enough to eat. I wanted to devour her! Alas, the strippers are not available for consumption. The regular girls pale in comparison – a trademark of the boliches in Buenos Aires.
Ness
A pretty girl was leaving with a customer just as I walked in. The lucky devil got the last hottie in the bar! A platinum blonde wanted to get with me – her face wasn’t really pretty. Lorena looked kinda cute – she was too insistent I buy drinks for her and her friend.
Cocodrilo
Around 5 AM, I caught a taxi to the famous late-night spot. The bouncer asked for a 50 ARS cover charge. I told him it was supposed to be 30 ARS – the same price as a drink. He asked me how long I hadn’t been there. I replied: “4 months”. In fact, this was my 1st ever night in Buenos Aires... but I still managed to bluff my way in.
According to my research, Cocodrilo was supposed to be at its best between 5-6 AM... only it was almost deserted. There were some really hot strippers, though. I figured they would be unavailable, but as I approached a hot blonde at closing time, she whispered in my ear that she could join me for 100 USD. When I asked if DFK was on the menu, she escaped in a hurry.
Apart from me, the only other customers were 3 guys partying with 3 girls. But the guys got into a taxi... and left the girls behind.
One of them was a hot mulatta with light brown hair – a Naomi Campbell lookalike. When I approached her, she told me to come to Madaho’s tomorrow. When I replied: “How about today?”, she asked for 200 USD. When I reacted: “No, mi amor”, she got into a taxi and left me stranded. La Madeleine
I took a taxi to Exedra / La Madeleine around 6 AM. Exedra was closed. There was a single desperate chica in La Madeleine.
Just as in Săo Paulo and Porto Alegre, I struck out on my first night in Buenos Aires. It was 2°C as I walked back to my apartment... alone... and without a jacket.
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