luca
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This is a semi-detailed write up of my experience at Mungo Lingo on a Friday night. Check out the link here if you're unfamiliar with Mundo Lingo.
I showed up at about 9:20 not quite sure what to expect. I was a bit nervous because I've never practiced my Spanish in a setting like this before. But my fears quickly subsided when the organizer gave me an American flag sticker... which is pretty much a free pass to be a dumbass and not know anything!
As I tried to decipher how the foreign system of ordering a drink worked (this bar you had to order at the register, get a ticket, and then show your ticket to the bartenders at a separate part of the bar to get your drink), I bumped into two Buenos Aires locals and started laying down some of my Spanish. They were pretty cool dudes, all-around guy's guys. Nico and Pablo. I quickly realized that my Spanish isn't so bad! I actually hired an Argentinian tutor for a few months leading up to my trip and was glad to see it was already paying off.
Moving out into the patio, I decided to pay the kindness forward that the two Porteños showed to me and started talking to the first solo person I saw - a stocky Venezuelan dude. Let me tell you, his Spanish was extremely easy to understand. We had a solid conversation and I even managed to translate a little bit for a "no sabo" American that joined in.
Stumbling further into the abyss of the Growlers Chacarito outdoor patio, I saw the two Porteños from earlier. We quickly struck up a conversation with a pair of beautiful girls. Doing the best I could to flirt with what limited Spanish I know, I asked if they were hermanas. They said "No, we're sisters in love." I thought "Ah, they must be lesbians. Well, this conversation isn't going anywhere!" Keep in mind this is a very crowded and noisy venue.
After the girls left to investigate rumors of free pizza, I joked to the Porteño guys that the girls told me they were lesbians when I tried to hit on them. This gave them a very confused look on their faces. I said, "Yeah, sisters in love. They must be lesbians, right?" Nico quickly whipped out his phone to translate and showed me a message that read, "Sisters in law." I fumbled a shot at one of these hot Porteñas because I misheard one word. Pretty important distinction though, right?
Nico typed up another translated message that almost made me spit out my drink. "The small-sized girl looked at you affectionately." That's probably one of the funniest sentences I've read in my life.
Onto get another drink. I was dismayed to see the long ass line, but what choice did I have? I hopped in and quickly started talking to a smokeshow blonde behind me. I told her, "Soy de Estados Unidos, y vos?" "De este barrio." "Ah, de la villa, no?" This got her attention. We ended up talking for almost 3 hours.
This was my first night in Buenos Aires and I loved it. Does anyone here frequent Mundo Lingo? What do you guys think about it?
I showed up at about 9:20 not quite sure what to expect. I was a bit nervous because I've never practiced my Spanish in a setting like this before. But my fears quickly subsided when the organizer gave me an American flag sticker... which is pretty much a free pass to be a dumbass and not know anything!
As I tried to decipher how the foreign system of ordering a drink worked (this bar you had to order at the register, get a ticket, and then show your ticket to the bartenders at a separate part of the bar to get your drink), I bumped into two Buenos Aires locals and started laying down some of my Spanish. They were pretty cool dudes, all-around guy's guys. Nico and Pablo. I quickly realized that my Spanish isn't so bad! I actually hired an Argentinian tutor for a few months leading up to my trip and was glad to see it was already paying off.
Moving out into the patio, I decided to pay the kindness forward that the two Porteños showed to me and started talking to the first solo person I saw - a stocky Venezuelan dude. Let me tell you, his Spanish was extremely easy to understand. We had a solid conversation and I even managed to translate a little bit for a "no sabo" American that joined in.
Stumbling further into the abyss of the Growlers Chacarito outdoor patio, I saw the two Porteños from earlier. We quickly struck up a conversation with a pair of beautiful girls. Doing the best I could to flirt with what limited Spanish I know, I asked if they were hermanas. They said "No, we're sisters in love." I thought "Ah, they must be lesbians. Well, this conversation isn't going anywhere!" Keep in mind this is a very crowded and noisy venue.
After the girls left to investigate rumors of free pizza, I joked to the Porteño guys that the girls told me they were lesbians when I tried to hit on them. This gave them a very confused look on their faces. I said, "Yeah, sisters in love. They must be lesbians, right?" Nico quickly whipped out his phone to translate and showed me a message that read, "Sisters in law." I fumbled a shot at one of these hot Porteñas because I misheard one word. Pretty important distinction though, right?
Nico typed up another translated message that almost made me spit out my drink. "The small-sized girl looked at you affectionately." That's probably one of the funniest sentences I've read in my life.
Onto get another drink. I was dismayed to see the long ass line, but what choice did I have? I hopped in and quickly started talking to a smokeshow blonde behind me. I told her, "Soy de Estados Unidos, y vos?" "De este barrio." "Ah, de la villa, no?" This got her attention. We ended up talking for almost 3 hours.
This was my first night in Buenos Aires and I loved it. Does anyone here frequent Mundo Lingo? What do you guys think about it?
