Tras una deliciosa pizza y los primeros daiquiris en el Gran Danzón, intentamos otro bar y Lola se retira… Pero la musica no es buena y hay 10 tipos por cada niña... Y cuando ya pierdo la esperanza de una gran despedida, Mike propone sumarse a la fiesta de su novia en Terrazas del Este...
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The title of this post should be: "My last night in South America or How to turn a good plan into an amazing reality". Never in my wildest dreams I expected to close my trip dancing until dawn on a terrace by the beach and surrounded by beauties...!
I wanted to give everything on my last night in South America so I exhausted my artillery on messages by email, Facebook, WhatsApp and SMS to all my friends in Buenos Aires... But considering the dates (last day of work before the holidays: here Christmas gets together with the summer break!!), they were all absent, packing their bags or just dead from the last working effort... Except Lola and Mike! (My second American friend living in this city...).
His girlfriend’s name is “Milagros” ("Miracles") and that should already have given me some hints... But she welcomes us with her beautiful friends and takes us into a huge "boliche" (disco) ending with a large terrace overlooking the sea/river... Surrounded by women who should be in the 2013 Pirelli Calendar, I feel like a football player in the biggest VIP-Room of my life and I can’t help telling Mike: "I really do not know if we are in Heaven or in Hell..!!".