Córdoba is known for nightlife. Countless cool clubs, restaurants, lounges, etc. Tonight was my first night at “Late”. #lovedit
Late is a pretty big place, but the outdoor back patio is where it’s at. So many places in Córdoba have phenomenal decor. It’s effortless. Yet, exceptional. And I am so inspired by Argentinean musical taste. Destroyer: Chinatown? Brilliant.
Derryl, Danielle, Miranda, Brecht, Patrick, Anhton, Tom, Casey and I had a ton of hearty laughs, ate delicious dishes, played impromptu & inappropriate Pictionary, and stormed the stage and jammed to Michael Jackson. We were undoubtedly the loudest table at the place. But I think they loved us. (Nope)
When we were dancing, one guy usurped the DJ table when the DJ left for a minute and turned the music down. “This is not America, here we throw oranges at this.” Hmmm...I think he meant throw tomatoes, but I’m still not even sure if he didn’t like the song, or he didn’t like us dancing on stage?
Sorry, but you can’t put MJ on and expect us to NOT DANCE. You can take the Americans out of America, but you can’t take America out of the Americans.
Not to mention, we had an Aussie with us. And a guy from Brussels. Show some love for Brussels, amigo!
