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My last Monday in Buenos Aires, I went to La Bomba del Tiempo, a weekly percussion dance party. Basically, a big group of drummers play a variety of drums simultaneously, lead by a conductor. Each week, a special guest is invited, and for part of the show the guest performs with the support of the drummers. The week I was there, an electronic music group called Klauss was featured. The show was great fun and I would definitely go again if I went back to Buenos Aires. It only runs from 8-10pm, so it was a great way to start off one of my last nights in the city.

My last Monday in Buenos Aires, I went to La Bomba del Tiempo, a weekly percussion dance party. Basically, a big group of drummers play a variety of drums simultaneously, lead by a conductor. Each week, a special guest is invited, and for part of the show the guest performs with the support of the drummers. The week I was there, an electronic music group called Klauss was featured.

The show was great fun and I would definitely go again if I went back to Buenos Aires. It only runs from 8-10pm, so it was a great way to start off one of my last nights in the city.

I spent Sunday “morning” (technically, afternoon; but it felt like the morning because it was when i woke up) wandering around the San Telmo street market. I found two different bands playing on the street, each consisting of 4 accordions, 3 violins, and a stand-up bass. I guess that’s what the kids are into these days. At least down here.

I spent Sunday “morning” (technically, afternoon; but it felt like the morning because it was when i woke up) wandering around the San Telmo street market. I found two different bands playing on the street, each consisting of 4 accordions, 3 violins, and a stand-up bass. I guess that’s what the kids are into these days. At least down here.

Some Buenos Aires catching up to do… On Thursday night, my Aussie friend Aidan suggested a bar he’d gone to a few times when he was studying abroad in BA. The bar didn’t charge a cover and had live tango music. From what I remember, it was at 331 Bulnes in Palermo, and was called Bar 12 de Octubre. Anyway, it was great - a small space packed with locals (and the odd table of gringos), good tunes, reasonably-priced beers, and a great atmosphere. It was a fantastic way to start the night, which ended at a transvestite nightclub… (no photos from the club, unfortunately.)

Some Buenos Aires catching up to do…

On Thursday night, my Aussie friend Aidan suggested a bar he’d gone to a few times when he was studying abroad in BA. The bar didn’t charge a cover and had live tango music. From what I remember, it was at 331 Bulnes in Palermo, and was called Bar 12 de Octubre. Anyway, it was great - a small space packed with locals (and the odd table of gringos), good tunes, reasonably-priced beers, and a great atmosphere. It was a fantastic way to start the night, which ended at a transvestite nightclub… (no photos from the club, unfortunately.)

Oh, and to make matters worse, I’m ALSO missing the JUDAS PRIEST show tonight. Another kick to the nuts.

Oh, and to make matters worse, I’m ALSO missing the JUDAS PRIEST show tonight. Another kick to the nuts.

Imagine it’s your birthday. You’re in Santiago, Chile. You have abandoned many of the friends you’ve been having such a great time with, since your trip is almost done and you really want to see Patagonia, some 3500km away. So you buy tickets adding up to some 40 hours on the bus, leaving the evening of your birthday, heading to southern Chile. While waiting for your bus, you come across a poster. One of your very favourite bands is playing… tonight! your birthday! in Chile! But the show is sold out, so you just head to the bus station and get ready for an agonizingly long journey. p.s. not only is Animal Collective in town tonight; so are Unkle and Simian Mobile Disco! check concert listings before buying bus tickets.

Imagine it’s your birthday. You’re in Santiago, Chile. You have abandoned many of the friends you’ve been having such a great time with, since your trip is almost done and you really want to see Patagonia, some 3500km away. So you buy tickets adding up to some 40 hours on the bus, leaving the evening of your birthday, heading to southern Chile.

While waiting for your bus, you come across a poster. One of your very favourite bands is playing… tonight! your birthday! in Chile!

But the show is sold out, so you just head to the bus station and get ready for an agonizingly long journey.

p.s. not only is Animal Collective in town tonight; so are Unkle and Simian Mobile Disco! check concert listings before buying bus tickets.

Making music with bamboo flutes made for us by our guide during the jungle tour.

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The second audio clip from our taxi ride from Urubamba to Cusco.

Play count: 7

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The first of two mp3s I recorded in the taxi to Cusco. Tumblr only lets me post one mp3 per day, so the other one will have to wait for tomorrow.



Play count: 16

We boarded our train around 4pm, and were back in Ollantaytambo by 6pm. From there, we hired a taxi to nearby Urubamba for 10 soles ($3), where we were going to take a shared taxi back to Cusco, two hours away, for 6 soles each ($2). We were the first people in the taxi, so we needed to wait for at least two more to board before we’d leave. Luckily for us, a few minutes after we arrived, two young guys and their female friend got in, carrying instruments. They were in a band heading to Cusco to perform in a bar that night. The two guys sat in the trunk (of the station wagon) jamming on the guitar, while the woman (“Yoko”) sat in the front playing the flute. Meanwhile, Adam and I feasted on some bread that Yoko had baked earlier in the day. It really couldn’t have been any better.

We boarded our train around 4pm, and were back in Ollantaytambo by 6pm. From there, we hired a taxi to nearby Urubamba for 10 soles ($3), where we were going to take a shared taxi back to Cusco, two hours away, for 6 soles each ($2). We were the first people in the taxi, so we needed to wait for at least two more to board before we’d leave.

Luckily for us, a few minutes after we arrived, two young guys and their female friend got in, carrying instruments. They were in a band heading to Cusco to perform in a bar that night. The two guys sat in the trunk (of the station wagon) jamming on the guitar, while the woman (“Yoko”) sat in the front playing the flute. Meanwhile, Adam and I feasted on some bread that Yoko had baked earlier in the day. It really couldn’t have been any better.

People actually play the flute while walking around in the Andes. It makes the ambiance really nice for treks in the area.