Day 375: Buenos Aires, Argentina
I’ve been in Buenos Aires only two days but I already caught the buzz everyone heads to La Bomba de Tiempo on Monday nights. No one gave any specifics, only that it is amazing.
Without any details I imagined an Argentine hippie-like drum circle on a grassy hill with red wine and other substances generously being passed amongst the audience.
Along my travels I have met many Argentine hippies. They play their drums, sell bracelets to tourists and sip mate all day. This would be the congregation of all of them in Buenos Aires. This would be them in their element.
No grassy hills or Argentine hippies but I was right about the drugs and alcohol. With a group from my hostel, I made my way to a concrete building where outside they sold space cakes and electric lemonade.
I entered this giant entertainment complex to find masses of people but not the hippies I had imagined. In fact most of them were blond.
Wait a minute, this is a gringo place!
Yes it was. There were some Argentines but most of them hipsters not hippies and the place was packed with expats and backpackers drinking giant cups of overpriced beer and smoking weed.
I was disappointed. Where is the drum circle?
Feeling a bit deflated I went inside and everything changed. The band was amazing and for two straight hours we danced to rhythm along with all the other gringos. I didn’t care that this wasn’t an authentic Argentine hippie drum circle.
It was a lot of fun.
So much so that I’m losing my travel snobbery and embracing my gringaness. I’ll be there again next week.