I have been traveling and staying in BsAs for a couple of years on a regular basis. Although I like to think I am relatively savvy, I had an interesting thing happen last week. About 11 p. M. I wandered into Athos. I had never been there before, and was just looking for a place to have a beer. I actually thought it was a "local" bar as opposed to a "chica" bar.
Well if there is a place that "chicas" go long after they should have hung up the "clear heels" and g-strings then I think I found it. I ordered a beer before I realized where / what I was in and wasn't going to "waste" it, but maybe I should have.
There were a couple of scary sights in there, plus some barracho porteno trying to bust my pelotas.
The bar tender was pleasant and said she used to work at Salome'.
The funniest thing was as I walked out there was a chica (working type) in a short pink school girl skirt, above the knee pink tights, and platforms, "working" on Purreydon. Other than being about 10 kgs. Overweight with clown make-up on, she was not bad (TIC)
She didn't have to wait long as some guy stopped his taxi and picked her up (I assume it was a her) I laughed until I almost cried, I can imagine that conversation. " Cabbie, stop a minute while I try to negotiate with this "chica"! It was just another night in the big city.
Chau!