Good friends, red wine, and a quite impressive jazz band.
Just a regular Thursday night in Buenos Aires--we decided to try out a jazz club in Palermo. Turned out to be an intimate venue, sitting about 30-40 people, with an incredibly talented quartet: piano, trumpet, tenor sax, and stand-up bass. There were no other non-Argentines in sight, which is when you know you've done a good job finding a place :]
Sitting in the dimly lit second-story club, wine in hand, listening to the sax man wail on stage, soaking in Buenos Aires, I realized: I'm not sure I've ever felt so classy in my entire life.
After the show Claudia and I--through a series of events--ended up walking over 3 miles in search of tacos, only to find none and have to settle for 2am shawarma instead.
Such a great night.
I love this city.
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