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Brigitte de Platynum.
She receives high marks on the Bairesgirls forum so I decided to give it a go.
Well I was a bit disappointed. Called her, went to her flat in MT Alvear.
100P la hora servicio completo.
The lady is nice but not as sexy, to my taste, as her pictures may suggest.
1M65, 35 years old, a bit more heavy than her pics.
BBJ OK, sex ok but nothing really to write home about. I left after 30 minutes and one shot.
I'm just back from Montevideo, Uruguay and posted a trip report in the Montevideo section. I only hobbied one night and it was very quick. Still, people like Dickhead (and your crew) might want to investigate the place. It's dirt cheap there which would probably appeal to you. Hope it helps.
Saint
Amazing Race/MTV Road Rules Extreme!!!
Last March when I was headed to the airport my remis passed and then pulled in front of a colorfully painted RV which had a cow skull and horns attached to the front of it. Painted on the RV was "Road Rules Extreme". I had a chance to look into and wave at the cast members as we pulled into the toll booth, headed to the airport.
Recently I was channel surfing and found an episode of Road Rules where the cast was in Buenos Aires. Their mission was to do a tango show supended 100 feet in the air, right next to the Plazoleta Olazabal.
Does anyone recall seeing or hearing about this? I believe they were there around the middle of March.
I also recall there was an episode of Amazing Race in Buenos Aires that was aired recently. Many places such as Recoleta, Puerto Madero and Centro were shown on both shows.
Funny that 2 very mainstream US reality shows would shoot and air in the same year. Is this a sign that Buenos Aires is trying or becoming a more mainstream tourist destination? Both shows, I'm sure needed permission and cooperation from the at least the city government to do the things they did.
Day One - Live from BA
Today was my introduction to Buenos Aires, both as a city and mongering destination. In a nutshell, I love the city, even though I write this after returning home empty-handed from the boliches. But Iīm getting ahead of myself.
Checked into the Dazzler, which is a decent little hotel, although the lobby in no way reflects the rooms, which are tiny, noisy, and very plain. However, the staff are extremely nice and helpful, and the price and location are pretty good.
First things first, ran around the block to the Libertad Cafe for cafe con leche and medialunas. Excellent. People watching is a lot of fun in BA. Lots of PDA in the streets, which is a nice change from the prude culture of the United States. I checked out the Clarin while there, but there was nothing that stood out in the adult classifieds today.
Note to those using your checking account ATM card in BA: make sure to call you bank while here to increase your withdrawl limit. I was able to get only 500 pesos before I was shut out, and using my credit cards would have incurred a 20% finance charge. I purchased some calling cards from a kiosk (5 pesos), which for that price should give you 13-26 minutes of talk time depending on where in the United States you call.
Next, I went to the San Telmo fair. Okay touristy thing to do, but I wasnīt in the mood to buy anything. Made the mistake of telling the taxi driver it was first time in BA, so he took it upon himself to give me a tour on the way to San Telmo, but it didnīt add terribly to the meter. Can anyone tell me what the standard tip is for taxis here? Iīve just been rounding it up and adding a peso, without complaint from the drivers, but I don't want to be a cheapskate if I should be tipping more.
Got back and went to a nearby locuturio. Ridiculously cheap at 1 peso an hour with a nice, fast connection. From there, I decided to check out the afternoon action at Cafe Orleans and Excedra. Kudos to Moondog for his maps which made getting around BA today a piece of cake. Orleans was interesting. Mainly older (late 30īs, early 40īs), busty MILFs there today at 4 p.m. They were falling all over themselves to attract my attention, one even taking off her jacket and adjusting her bra in plain sight 4 or 5 times, checking herself out in the mirror right next to my table. One younger Paraguayan woman wanted to talk with me as I left, but the scene was not for me today. Itīs an interesting place, though, and Iīll check it out again at prime time during the week. Only one working woman, past her prime, was at Excedra when I passed it on the walk back to my hotel.
Dinner at Cabaņas Las Lilas was, frankly, the highlight of my day. Iīve never had bife de lomo that good (by the way, you ask for medium well by requesting the beef ītres quartosī). Puerto Madero was also the coolest place to hang out, watching the boat travel up by the restaurant and couples walking along the waterfront. Really classy.
Finally, to the clubs. I decided to go to Madahos as my introduction to the BA boliches. Saint's recommendation to say you're a friend of Gabriel or Bobby worked to waive the cover charge, but a coke was 30 pesos - ouch. Was hit on by a couple of girls who I shooed away (one with an upper respiratory infection - thanks, chica), and settled in to watch the show. I may have seen some of you there, but most mongers were paired up, so I just chilled by myself. The feature dancers are hot, and one blond was really dancing up a storm in a minimalist style that was sensual in a way that American pole gymnastics isnīt. A really hot brunette was sitting to my left and no amount of smiling or looks from my part got her over to me, so I went over and introduced myself. She is 27 from Brazil, a solid 8 with a beautiful smile, and was willing to leave for 200 pesos plus 50 pesos bar fine, but for just 1 hour, with no BBBJ, DATY, or pictures (I know, I know, but if I'm getting the same service I could get in the States, I want mementos), so no go on the deal. This was at 3 in the morning, and she seemed content to go home without cash. I wasn't into anyone else there, so, in a moment of weakness and persuasion from a cabbie (I'm such a lazy ass), we arrive at
Black.
At this point, Jackson must be cracking a smile, because he knows what comes next. I pay my 25 entrance/drink fee and the first bad sign is 6-7 hot women leaving past me for the night. The average woman I saw at Black was indeed better looking than the average woman I saw at Madahos. I started to speak with hottest girl in the room (of a choice of about 7 left), who was probably a high 8 in the face and low 8 on the body. She would not entertain discussing price with me until I would buy her a drink (strike one: she said she didnīt know how much chica drink prices are. She also maintained that it was policy to buy a chica a drink and that she got no cut of it. Without mentioning the board - the old 'a friend of mine' - I pointed out that someone told me that the owner had informed him that there was no such requirement. She insisted I was wrong). Before the waitress came by, I asked, still without talking price here, how long of a time together we would have (strike two: she said time was not an issue; read, 'you come, I go'). Finally, the waitress arrived and said the chica drink would be 40-80 pesos. I told the girl flat out I was not going to buy her a drink without knowing what pie-in-the-sky price she would be asking. Strike 3, she leaves (or should that be a walk?). Disgusted at the whole process, I leave and vow to return when hell freezes over (or if my little brain gets desperate, whichever comes first).
So what kind of idiot goes to BA and doesn't immediately get laid? That would be me. But you know what, the service I was going to receive was doubtlessly mercenary, so I'll sleep just fine with the 250 to 300 pesos I saved, thank you very much. Let's chalk it up to being a Sunday night. Tomorrow, I try the apartments and the clubs in centro. Wish me luck.
GC
General Custer,
You approach Black the way many guys do. You have this preset notion in your head that you're going to have a bad time or that the girls will be cold. Don't. Could it happen? Of course, but if you go into ANY situation in life with a negative attitude you will most likely have bad results. I've said it before and I'll say it again. Your experience shows that those two clubs have the hottest girls. They will cost more. It's natural. Instead of expecting a bad attitude, try being positive. Some of my best sexual experiences in my life were with Black and Madaho girls. They are just girls just like every other girl out there. Behind the facade of being an expensive girl, they are just like any other girl out there and once you have get the chance to break their outer shell the results could prove to be very very good. Keep in mind though if you can't communicate with them then it will be difficult. Learn some Spanish and your sessions will improve drastically.
Your experience at Cafe Orleans mirrors every time I have gone there. Mostly older women past their prime. I gave up on those clubs long ago.
Good luck and have fun.
P.S. If anyone uses the strategy of saying you are a friend of Bobby or Gabrielle, please do actually use them if you decide to stay. I didn't give this advice for guys to be pikers. If you stay, please do order a drink and ask for Bobby or Gabrielle as your waiter. Tell them you are a friend of Saint (Santo) and they will take good care of you. Very nice guys.
General Custer,
Good luck today/tonight! In my opinion, Sunday is just an awful night for mongering in the clubs. Perhaps its their day off, or maybe its a day to be with families. When I was making the rounds of "the triangle" on a Sunday (about 1 AM), it was really slim pickings. I would have been smarter to go home as you did and save my resources and energy for a better and more rested day. However, being an optimist, and recognizing that my time in BA is limited, I didn't do that. BUT, an experience like this helps me appreciate the one I had the next day!
I hope it works that way for you too!
ER
Saint
Minor spelling issue:
Are you sure the waiter's name is "Gabrielle" and not "Gabriel"? Like, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, known as "Gabo" by his friends?
Ferolga
Mi General
I have to second Saints advice. As I wrote before, without a doubt the most amazing night I ever spent with a woman was with a girl from Black. It was my first trip to BsAs her name was Marlina, she was a Perfect 10 in face, body and attitude. No woman before or after has achieved the hat trick with me. The amount of money I spent was ridiculous as it was my first trip and I hadn't discovered this board ($200.00USD). As I said it was my first trip and only one month past devaluation, the exchange at the time was still around 2-1 I would never pay that amount today.
I look at Black in this manner, the cover is like walking into a topless bar. I'm looking for perfection and only perfection, otherwise they shouldn't be there. On other nights the chica/monger ratio is much more favorable. When it is full the whole side wall is shoulder to shoulder carne. You will get a lot of eye contact and they do this dance with only their hips that is kinda crazy but I love it. They are not allowed to approach you but they will squeeze between you and the person next to you to stand at the bar. Make use of that time, if they are cute squeeze a buttocks and kiss their cheek and say Hola. If you don't like their look, ignore them.
Personally I have never once had a problem discussing time/price before buying a drink. As I've posted before I also let them know very quickly that this isn't my first trip here (esso no es mi primera ves) and I'm not a stupid drunk Yanqui. If I ever encounter that scenario I would give them a little kiss on the cheek and thank them for their time and resume the hunt. My experience has always been that they will hang out for 5-10 minutes rubbing their tits on my chest and arms, with their hand on my thigh while they try to close the deal. Most will hit you at $100.00 to $200.00 USD, and won't settle for much less than $100.00 to $150.00 USD. Personally I just wont pay that much, so for me Black is more titillation than anything else.
I've taken 2 girls out of there, Marlina (cue the choir, Hallaluja, hallaluja, hallajua) and one other girl who's name escapes me. I took a buddy down there on a trip and He had just sold his company in the US for millions and was buying, so 4 of us went to Black as his treat. I've mentioned Marlina (again the choir) before, the other girl was $150 USD, 9.0 face, body attitude. We spent 2 hours in the room she got two pops out of me and was working on a third when I called it a night.
Gentleman I maintain the idea that WE, not the chicas hold all the Aces. They may have a monopoly on the tang but we have the cash. Most nights there are more chicas than mongers in the clubs, when you consider only mongers that are actually going to spend money then there are WAYYYYYYYY more of us. If you don't like the service your getting in the bar, IE. rushed unfriendly, then you are not going to like the service in your room. If you don't like the approach, thank them for their time and move on. There is no shortage of beautiful women to be found in BsAs for 150-200 pesos. And while I may disagree with our fearless leader about Black, the one thing I absolutely agree with him about is NEVER, EVER, not even once, pay first. Show them the money, let them smell the money but never pay until you have received what you have negotiated for. (this strategy will not work at apartments) Otherwise your going to get less service because in their minds, once they have the money in hand they are looking towards the next deal because you are done. Make this understood at the club before you leave and in your room when they try to weasel out of it, hand them 5 pesos and put your jacket back on. When they ask what it's for tell them their taxi because your going someplace else to find a different girl. They will quickly change their minds.
Sunday isn't that big of a mongering day, lots of girls don't work it and 1707 isn't even open. I'm not sure if it's a religious thing or a familia thing but that's alway been my experience. Things will slowly warm up during the week hitting and maintaining a fever pitch from Thursday through Saturday.
General I envy you, it would be cool to see the city through the eyes of a beginner once again. Have a blast, eat tons of good food, sample the different aspects of the mongering scene, tour the Opera House, and some museums, buy some coffee and sit in Plaza San Martin and watch the world go by. It's a great city with much more than mongering to be done. Don't get into any taxi's that don't say "radio taxi" on the back door and have a blast.
As Andres says, "hope this helps"
DR
Evan Escence,
Cafe Orleans is located at the corner of San Martin and Cordoba.
Moondog
Who knows how to spell his name. Just ask for Gabriel or Gabrielle. I doubt they will ask you to spell out his name. Good luck.
General Custer,
I'm glad the maps helped you.
Cafe Orleans if primarily a business man's cafe, so the best hours are from noon on during the normal business week.
Cafe Exedra is best after 3:00 p.m. on a business week, and may really get going during the late hours of the weekends, such as Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights up to around 2:00 a.m. All of this varies condsiderably from day to day and week to week. Like Orleans though, it is geared towards the business man, but does have a lot of activity during the late night hours.
I have found some very pretty girls in the cafes, so give them a fair chance.
Moondog
Hi amigos,
I am here in Buenos Aires for a little less than 2 weeks.
I plan on posting my experiences as soon I get back home.
Right now, I want know if there is another traveller in town
to hang out.
Basically, I do a lot of walking, visiting cafes and private
apartments plus some other incall places (with 1 to 3 girls
only).
My address: jamesofba@yahoo.com
Following someone post about Sundays, I went last night to
Salome and it was very quiet and kind of boring.
later, DWC
Sunday dilemma:
As El Ricardo and others have pointed out, that Sunday could easily be the worst day of the week regarding chica actions. I figured that out during my first trip. Since then, before I make any plans, I always make sure that Sundays are taken care of. If you like somebody during your weekday encounters, try to make a confirm date with her for Sunday. This is the easiest way I found to secure the Sundays. I don't even hit any clubs on Sunday nights anymore.
If you really want clubs on Sundays, visit the clubs where lots of Paraguayans and chicas from other countries are employed (Rio Cabaņa --almost 90% from Paraguay). For them every day of the week is the same.
Café Orleans:
This trip I spent considerable time in this café. I found the best time and the day is Thursday, between 3 to 6 PM. Lots of younger and desirable chicas along with the regular maduras were available.
Café Excedra:
For best selections, go after midnight, especially during weekends (Moondog is absolutely right).
Of course, there is no hard and fast rules. But generally these observations are time tested.
Just my three (after devaluation) cents.
Bandy
Day Two - Custer's first stand
You're right, Saint. I went into Black expecting the worst, and, truth be told, they couldn't have been nicer to me. The negativity in my post was largely colored by my 4:30 in the morning disappointment (I never said anything like pie-in-the-sky to the chica and was courteous when declining to buy her a drink...the conversation ended with a hug and a kiss). With a night of rest to reflect on it, I should have bought her a drink, hung out, and seen where it went from there. I was overly eager to go back to my hotel with someone after striking out at Madahos, so while I wasn't rude or beligerent, I was trying to rush things, which was totally counterproductive. Live and learn.
The Dazzler breakfast was decent this morning with eggs, bacon, medialunas, OJ, , and I saw perhaps a fellow monger with his waifish bombshell latina, although I couldnīt place her nationality.
To Santa Fe I went at 2 p.m. this afternoon, and just like most (with one monumental exception!) was very pleased with the selection of girls, the environment, and the value. The best $33 I've ever spent BAR NONE. Chose Joanna, very cute and simpatica, 2 pops, will be back, life is good. Maybe see some of you at the clubs tonight.
GC
Buenos Aires the Hardway
Confessions of a Neophite
I fell in love with an Argentine in 1984. Each year she went home for a month and I would join her for 2 weeks. Six annual trips culminating in the purchase of an apartment after the economic collapse of 1989. (Her title, my money). She left me in 1990. No contact until 2002 when she invited me to visit. Her true motive was she wanted to visit the states and needed my help clearing her name with the IRS. She skipped owing them quite a sum. I went for 4 weeks during which time we toured Argentina from Iguazu to Ushuaia. I was only in B/A for 2 nights. I have always had a great time with her but she has never allowed me out of her sight. I was clueless about the P4P scene in Argentina.
Last year I came for 2 months, determined to get to know the city better. I was entertained well but still could not shake her. Half way into the trip, we had gone to a concert at the Colon and decided to go for a walk downtown. We went into Cafe Excedra for a snack. Something was not right about this place. After ordering, it suddenly struck me waht was amiss here: I was the only male patron; we were the only couple; and there were six single women seated at six different tables. I asked my ex if it wasn't a social tabo for single women to be out alone at night. Could these possibly be working girls? She confirmed that they were and that this area was well known for this activity because of foreign businessmen staying here. I thought I'll have to come back here, ALONE.
The next day I made a beeline for Excedra about noon. What a disappointment. Just a lot of businessmen having lunch and no women. I concluded mongering was a late night activity which would be impossible under my circumstances.
My next introduction was the eve of my birthday in Recoletta. My ex had planned a big party and I decide to have a pre fiesta celebration all by my lonesome. She was busy preparing for the next day and I told her I was going for a long walk and not to expect me until late. She was happy to see me get out of her way.
I had a 3 hour lunch with a bottle of wine and then went to a pizzeria next to the cinema entrance near McDonalds. I asked the waiter how much a large draft was. I paid in advance for ten plus a 20 peso tip, instructing him to never allow my glass to be empty, and under no circumstances allow me more than ten. We had an understanding. I was into my third when a 30 something beauty sat at the table next to me. She ordered a wine. Could this be what I think it is? I am the only patron and she chose a table next to me. She confirmed it when she took a cigarette out and asked me, not the waiter, for a light.
After a 30 minute get aquainted session, she offered to help me celebrate my birthday at her nearby apartment. I eagerly accepted, paid her tab, tipped the waiter another ten pessos and reminded him I had another 7 beers coming. He said no probem. I spent a wonderful 2 hours with her. We did not discuss price until I was ready to leave and she asked for 300 pesos. She said it was a special rate because of my birthday adding that she usually gets twice that at the nearby club she works. Not knowing any difference, I thought that was quite reasonable considering the services rendered.
It's now about 9pm and I have 7 beers to drink before midnight. I head back to the pizzeria and am happy to see my table reserved as the place has filled up. As a birthday bonus, there is a chamber group playing on the esplanade directly in front of the cafe. What a wonderful party! Out of curiosity, I ask the waiter about these clubs in the nieghborhood. He tells me there are a few right up the street at the corner of the cemetary. Shortly past midnight my waiter informs me this is my 10th beer. What service ! What a wonderful day ! What a beautiful city ! Having accomplished my mission, I finished my beer and tipped him yet another ten. I had made a friend for life. He embraced me, wished me happy birthday, and I stumbbled off for a cab.
Wait a minute. I've got to check out these clubs. I made my way to the one on the corner. I don't know the name. The maitre"de politely told me it was closed for a private party. I said that's ok. I'm already drunk and nearly broke because it's my birthday. I'll come back another day. The doorman overheard the conversation and asked if was really my birthday. He marched me to the club next door, had a few words with that doorman and told me to have a good time. The new doorman sat me center stage, ordered a beer and wished my happy birthday. I was awestruck. There had to be 50 women and only a handfull of men. I was also embarrased and explained I was nearly broke and too drunk for a woman. He said no prblem, it was on the house. I feasted on the eye candy for about 30 minutes. I then thanked the doorman with 20 pesos, went next door for another 20 pesso thank you, and had 10 pessos left for the cab ride home.
To be continued before another line interuption.