As this is my final Monday in Buenos Aires in 2009 (I will return to Albuquerque on Saturday), I felt it was only appropriate to share one of the best Monday night activities in town. The photos are from my first trip, months ago, during the first couple weeks of my stay.
Every week, a big group of drummers, dubbed Bomba de Tiempo (Time Bomb), gets together and jams out for about three hours. Hundreds of people show up – partying hard and dancing harder.
One of the best things about this city is how well they throw a party. It really does not stop – any night of the week you can find an amazing show or club packed with people. And everyone stays out until the damn sun comes up.
I look forward to my final Bomba tonight.
Vodpod videos no longer available.
I will have many more photos and commentary in a future post.
I will also switch back to iMovie 6 because iMovie 8 is total garbage that should have never been made. Sorry for the crappy editing.
Every time I visit a new state in the US, I play the lottery. I’ll buy a one dollar scratcher and cross my fingers. (I won in Vermont [$2], tied in Pennsylvania [$1], and lost in a lot of places).
Today I stopped by the agencia de lotería by my house and tried my luck.
Argentines love their lottery, spending well over a billion US dollars a year on it and slot machines. Slot machines are fittingly known here as tragamonedas – “change swallowers.”
Anyway, I bought a 2 peso scratcher (~US$0.50) and, of course, lost.
I am aware I have been absent from this blog for a month. Here’s why:
1) I’m having a lot of fun.
2) I’ve been traveling and will continue to be until the end of the month.
3) I’m not online all that much.
4) When I am online, I’m working for NYU Local.
So, I really do have a lot of posts ready to write, but currently no time to write them.
I just returned yesterday morning from a nice long trip to Cordoba, Argentina’s second largest city. I played in an Ultimate tournament there. More details in a future post.
This evening, I leave for Iguazu Falls (20 hour bus ride!). I’ll be back Sunday, when more regular posting will resume. But then I leave again the following Friday for a week long backpacking trip.
So, yeah. I love you all and I WILL catch up with lots of photos and stories. But I’d rather spend my time outside than blogging.
Spinning at Berlin.
Big cities that I’ve been to all have their own energy. When you walk/bike around on the streets, you get a sense of the energy each city exudes; each is different.
I can’t figure out if Buenos Aires has the kind of groove that New York has. The pace feels too slow – time is like putty here, stretching and compressing as necessary, which isn’t particularly conducive to rhythm.
I’m not sure that’s a bad thing. There’s something really great about not ever knowing what time it is. (Also, being able to show up 30 minutes is nice).
What’s weird is that the scene here is very much about dancing – either at boliches (dance clubs) or milongas (tango dances). I could probably talk here about how tango’s syncopation and frequent cuts align it well to a culture without a rhythm, but I would just be bullshitting. There’s still a lot of ritmo in tango.
Strange disconnect, that’s all. I kinda like it, though.
In other musical news, I DJed at a bar this Thursday – hip-hop, disco, funk, and house for about an hour and a quarter. It was a great time. The bar was packed and (I’m not kidding) more than half the kids in my program came out and kicked it. Got a little sloppy, but what good dance party doesn’t?
Also, I’ve been spending the last two hours listening to new disco and funk downloads instead of doing my large stack of homework. And now I’m blogging. And now the US Open women’s singles final is on. Ah, well. I’ve decided homework is uniquely American, like our wacked healthcare system, so I don’t have to deal with it here.
I’ve been fairly absent from the blog this week because I’ve been spilling my mind out on NYU Local about health care. I wrote well over 3,500 words for 4 posts this week.
What I’m trying to say is that I’ve been busy, but I’ll be back. I have some great upcoming posts about money, food, shopping, Ultimate, and my new housemate!
Ok, ok, ok. I know what I’m doing next weekend. I just found out that on the outskirts of Buenos Aires there is a super fantastic theme park calling my name.
Tierra Santa is the world’s first (only?) religious theme park, dedicated to the splendor and power of Jesus Christ. One man testified after his trip, “I connected with God in a different way.”
Attractions include a smattering of shows and live performances and, get this, an “unavoidable half-hourly resurrection of an 18 meter Christ accompanied by recorded Latin choir singing.” You can also enjoy the scenery, speckled with “plaster donkeys and oxen,” on your way to the world’s largest manger.
You know how they say studying abroad can be life-changing? My trip to Tierra Santa could be a defining moment.
Alas, there don’t seem to be any actual rides at Tierra Santa. Wait, wait, sorry, there’s one. And the only one that matters, really. The spiritual ride.