Hola senoras y senoritas. I'm down in Buenos Aires and in awe again at the power of the gay network. I came here alone, not thrilled that my boyfriend or best friend couldn't join me, but happy to come see this city nonetheless. Then two days before I came, I was at the gym and told my friend James that I was coming, and he said his husband was going to be here at the same time. I said, "No way! Where is he staying?" He said, "I think some fancy gay hotel." I said, "The Axel Hotel?" He said, "Yeah! That's the one." I said, "Holy crapballs that's where I'm staying!". We figured out that Stephen would be here 4 of my 5 nights. Nice.
So I flew Friday and arrived Saturday morning. When I got to the airport I went in search of an ATM, and while I stood in line I looked back behind me toward the crowd at the airport. The second person in line behind me was an acquaintance named Casey. No way! He said he had just flown in (on a different airline) and was here with his husband Steve, who is also a friend of mine. I asked where they were staying. The Axel Hotel. No way!
When we got to the hotel we went for a walk. When we got back I went up to the pool to see if I could find Stephen. He was there with a friend named Tim, a flight attendant who he met last year and became friends with. He didn't know Tim would be here. Another man walked up to talk to us. Mark lives in LA, and knows Tim. Tim didn't know Mark would be here. We now had a group of 6 people hanging out, all loosely tied, and instead of going out alone last night I went out with a posse. Dinner was fabulous. The club was ok. We all got really drunk.
This morning (well, afternoon) I woke up and went down to the pool. I gave Stephen a kiss hello, but as I looked up across the pool, I saw a guy named Greg who I used to hang out with in New York. No way!
Ok so that's the last person I have recognized so far, but I have only been here 30 hours.
Oh wait, I almost forgot Kristina. I posted on Facebook that I was coming to BA and she wrote to me saying that she was here as well. She actually gave me a tour of the neighborhood where she is staying yesterday afternoon and took me out. That's right. Not part of the gay network, but an odd coincidence nonetheless.
This is a short post. My friends are at the pool on the roof (not to be confused with the pool on the ground floor). The one upstairs has a glass bottom, and in the daytime the sun shines through it and lights the center of the hotel. It a-mazing. I tried to get a pic for you to see from the website, but they use graphics. Check it out: http://www.axelhotels.com/en/
Actually, I found one. If I walk out my room and look up, here is what I see:
Buenas noches! Besos a todos!
1 comment:
Would it be wrong of me to become gay just so I could stay at this hotel??? Your vacation sounds awesome so far! I am really happy you are having fun and kicking back to chill. xoxo Blair
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