¡feliz cumpleaños!

Last weekend was my birthday. It was really cool how many people remembered (largely in part to facebook) and dropped me a line. Thanks!

I´d say it was a great weekend over all.

Friday night was spent eating fresh pasta and gnocci from a pasteria, putting on strange glasss, then going out to a karaoke/cumbia club until 5 am.



Saturday was spent sleeping and relaxing, having dinner at Dada, Isenbeck and Fernet and Coke at Zanzibar, and heading to clubs.


Glorious Mint was closed yet again, and Pacha was mobbed because Nick Warren was spinning. We ended up going to Crobar at 4 am, harassing a Bolivian television production at 7:30, eating empanadas at 8, and heading to bed shortly after.


Sunday afternoon was spent strolling around the amazing weekly fair on Defensa in San Telmo. The whole affair is at least a mile long and is packed not only with tourists, but porteños out for the day. There I chatted up a stencil artist and got him to make me a tee shirt - a perfect addition to my stencil collection! Happy birthday me!




Sunday night, Cecilia, my hostess, made us empanadas and a dulche-de-something pie. We drank beer, took pictures, and discussed "home medicine". Later that night we went to The Red Door in San Telmo. It´s a bar with no markings. You have to know where the door is and then follow the instructions on it to get in. Came home at 2am. After all, it was a school night.