Steve's Adventures in South America
I bought a one-way ticket to Venezuela and I'm not coming back until my tube of toothpaste runs out...

Girls Girls Girls!

Cusco's Charlie's Angels

Deciding on a quiet and early night I popped out in the evening to Club Xtreme for a quick drink, for Club Xtreme is always empty. It never even has enough people inside to take the chill out of the evening air, leaving me wondering how it can afford to stay open! Tonight, it seemed, was no exception.

Packet Check

A gaggle of girls entered after me, giggling and squawking, and followed me upstairs to the main bar. A bit later on, half way through my beer, the girls called me over. (I was practically the only other punter in the club!) They were local girls, and not knowing how good their English was, I really didn't wish to, for I wasn't in the mood for practicing Spanglish. But not wanting to appear impolite either, I tentatively introduced myself.

They were a gang of 4 friends, 3 of them having arrived today from Lima to see their mate. They were nice enough, and more than happy to chat with me. A few quick beers later and I innocently produced my camera. O'Boy! That went down exceptionally well! These girls loved themselves and instantly broke out into a flurry of poses!

As the beers flowed I started to be dragged into photos and then onto the dance floor. Attempting to muster a decent composure wasn't allowed for I was soon introduced to sandwiches and other dodgy, um, dances!

On the whole I'm not too sure what to type (and what not to!) - but suffice to say I don't recall having so much female attention. And for all those cynics amongst you, I'll add that I left with my wallet intact too!

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Bed for 4:30am. Tired, tipsy but happy!

Posted by Steve Eynon