I am sure after March everybody will ask themselves the same question in South Cone: have we been invaded by three turks? And the answer is probably will be YESSSSSsss (I see Orhan saying it with sparkling eyes that say he is really enjoying what he is thinking about)
Well an era ended in montevideo on friday that I would like to call it: the era of boredom total! --ok ok I exagerate, since I have been hanging out with Titi and those great days I shared with Javier were very very good, but overall this is a boring place for Asli Pelit (a.k.a. international party girl)--Orhan finally arrived! And he came with Acacia--a talented and succesful actress from my gen--which added up to all the fun we are going to have this summer.
Let me give you the hour by hour since their arrival:
Friday (December 2nd):
16:00-Arrival Tres Cruces Bus Station
17:00-First bottle of Medio-Medio
18:00-Second bottle of Medio-Medio
19:00-Third Bottle of Medio-Medio (around that time a dork named Martin who is friends with the server and who works at Defense Ministry appears in our table, we tried everything to get rid of him, he did not get it. Javier arrived, there was a miss-kiss situation and a weird uncomfortableness in the air, which dissapeared after a while)
19:30-first bottle of Champagne (Martin was still there but we were more hostile than before in our words at that time)
20:00-Second bottle of champagne
21:00-While girls were having a cup of espresso, boys open the bottle of Raki, gossiping!
22:00-Dinner at Parillada del Sur (also known as the Parillada del Galan, the owner is sooo hot, I cannot think about food when I get there, and he flirts with me, all the time!)
23:00-We leave the restaurant. We need to go to an occupied factory where my friends la Teja Pride were having a concert. First we had to stop somewhere to get the tire fixed. Then we looked for the eurotrash who called Javier and asked to be picked up, then on the way to the factory the egzoz (I have no clue how to say that in english: the thing that the heat of the engine suppose to go out, which sticks out from the back of the car)falls! Literally we had to put it inside the car, almost on top of the eurotrash and arrived (god knows how) to the factory.
01:00-The smelly Factory: we realized that we were in a leather factory, the blood on the floor and a stench that I cannot describe (and will not for your sake). Daniel Viglietti (Orhan called him Uruguayan Ruhi Su, which made me laugh so hard tears came out of my eyes) was singing when we arrived. There were approximately 50 people watching the concert, I believe they were all family members of the workers and friends of the band, then we entered: Orhan with his white pony tail, Acacia as glamourous as an actress should be, me in a Pucci dress with spiky shoes, all semi-drunk and nauseated due to that horrible smell! Noone looked at the stage again. Acacia was filming the concert with her Motorola 6000, while Orhan was trying to convince me why the factory had to be closed down "fifty years ago," making me laugh all the time; I hope we did not appear as mean as people who are clubbing baby seals on the head!
02:00-Back to hotel. Acacia fell asleep, Orhan and I had a couple more drinks, chatting
Saturday (December 3rd):
11:00- Rental Car pick-up
11:30-Visit to the cupula (I was in tears when I opened the door and here he was, Milton almost done with the bathroom who also suggested to install some more plugs in the living room and the crooked shelves and the lamp. He also told me that when he saw that the whole place was painted, 18 feet ceilings, he said to himself that I was crazier than he thought initially, thinking that I climbed up all the way up there and painted myself)We had mate with Titi then we were off to Mercado de Puerto!
14:30-Mercado de Puerto (In briefs: 12 bottles of Medio Medio among 8 people, in 6 hours!)It was a feast exactly how I thought it had to be. Friends, music, good food, and a little bit of drunkeness. Mauro could not take it around 6 pm, Acacia went to hotel to take a nap around 7 pm, and mi amiga Titi was unconcious around 5 pm, but she did not black out until 8 o'clock. I was totally sobered up when Juana came, because I had to be, you cannot be drunk around a 4-year old girl, I dont know how but she woke me up.
20:30- The CUpula. The sun setted amazingly that day, I was at the cupula, looking out from my window, Javier flirting with me, yet still something was not as used to be, he said the reason behind his creepy attitude that "I was still punished for not speaking when I was supposed to!" PLEASEEEEEEE, wake up and get with the program Javier, I told him, I will never ever apologize for something that I have not done, I don't even apologize for things I do wrong!---All that was after a great coupling at the Cupula!
23:00-Pinar. Orhan loved the house. A couple of beers and a bit chitchat. We left Javier and Juana, had ice-cream in Pocitos (I did. Orhan is not an ice-cream person so much)and went back to the center.
01:00-Hotel PLaza Fuerte. Acacia, rested and groomed was waiting for us. We went to la Comedia, the ultimate 30-something joint in town when it is not too hot outside. While the rest of the crowd stared at us with shock, we ate two huge plates of green salad (that is not the classic bar food here, women and men drink beer and eat pizza usually)in order to detox our bodies from all the red meat we consumed earlier.
03:00-Finally in bed in Durazno 2028.
Sunday (December 4th)
11:00--Cuban coffee and hair grooming in Durazno 2028. Acacia braided Orhan's pony tail while I prepared a super mate.
12:00--Tristan Narvaja Antiques Fair. I managed to buy furniture, 1 lit amber pharmacy bottle, and a roble cuttlery holder in 45 minutes! Orhan enjoyed mate and Acacia got herself a very catholic and beautiful necklace.
13:00- Titi's. We were invited to Titi's older brother's (who lives 35 kms outside of Montevideo in a hippy commune, in Sauce)birthday party. Family, friends and roasted lamb in an area of 13 acres-surrounded by vineyards, and super cool houses that the community has built by themselves. It was really really nice. A lot of babies, which to us, turks without babies, was the weirdest element of the whole thing.
18:00-Back to Montevideo. It was time for medio medio again, we went to the terrace of Red Hostel and had a bottle there, gossiping about what we have experienced so far.
22:00-Durazno 2028: I cooked an italian feast for everybody.
24:00-Jetlag finally hit Orhan and Acacia, they went back to hotel to sleep.
*Turkce bilen arkadaslar icin daha da eglenceli olacak: Aslinda bu yazinin basligi:"Orhan, Akasya ve Asli Tabakhane'ye Nasil Bok Yetistirdi?" olacakti..
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