Carlytron and Robin’s Gaycation in Buenos Aires, Part Two

Robin Roemer Photography

Trip update! We’re having a great time down here in beautiful Buenos Aires.


We saw a tango show and it was really fun, although the one we went to was super touristy. They even had small vans which go around to the hotels to pick people up and bring them to the show. Shortly after our arrival an older American couple entered the theatre. I leaned over to Carly and whispered, “I bet they’re going to sit Grandma and Grandpa with us. They will no doubt talk loudly the entire time.” They did and they did. I’m not sure what is more entertaining: Argentinian tango, or a old loud American couple commenting on Argentinian tango. There would be a dramatic lull in the music and a crescendo from the peanut gallery next to us: “Watch their feet!” “I’ve never seen anything like this.” “Boy, I need a hat like that.” “More wine, we need more wine!!” “VVvvvino!” (Its pronounced Bee-no) ” This music makes me feel like I’m in the mountains.”


The dancers were fantastic. In between dancing, there were various musical numbers. First a Chilean group came on to serenade us with their wooden flutes. I’m pretty sure these are the same guys who station themselves daily outside of the MTV building in Times Square. Or maybe those dudes on the V train. Also some lady who looked like Cher, which was pretty awesome/terrifying.


I don’t mean to be snarky, its just that since both Carlytron and myself have worked in or near Times Square, we know a tourist trap when we see one and we fell in every tourist trap imaginable today. I love this city, but I wish we could have avoided a few of these. Thanks for nothing, Lonely Planet!

The first of our tourist traps occurred in Retiro on Florida Street, which is known for its cheap leather goods. Cheap garments and pushy sales people who follow you around and tell you how high quality everything is. So, a big fat NO on Florida street leather; unless we COMPLETELY missed something, we were not at all impressed.

“Basically we spent the evening with creepy old men hootin’ and hollerin’ at Robin and looking at me like I had two heads. Not very different from midtown Manhattan!” – Carly

In the evening, we wandered around San Telmo, eventually finding a cute Parilla (or grill) with friendly waitresses where we could relax and eat more steak! Halfway through my first glass of wine, a cat (un gato) — whom Carly affectionately named Julio — hopped up on the chair next to me to take a nap. SO CUTE! I thought it was hilarious and took photos. I mean, seriously, a cat… in a nice restaurant? I actually don’t mind the cat. I actually prefer to dine with strange cats at the table next to me, but was quite surprised that no one looked twice at this. Maybe because at the table behind us, a woman was breast feeding her infant.

“This shit would not fly in Times Square. JK!” – Carly



Today it was raining and we spent a lot of our day just relaxing by the pool and shopping. We tried a sushi restaurant down the street which was really expensive and not so good, but we needed something other than steak.


We walked around the Plaza de Mayo and over the Puente de La Mujer (The Bridge of Woman). For dinner, we had Italian and stopped in at a Scandinavian bar called Olsen to have a cocktail. Olsen looks exactly as you’d expect a Scandinavian vodka bar to look, with a big courtyard and awesome modern design. Later that night we went to a gay bar called Sitges to see their drag show. We totally fell in love with this place instantly: as we walked in they were playing “3” by Britney Spears and Carly turned to me and said, “We’re home!” We got drunk watching drag queens make fun of tourists in Spanish and could not have asked for a better end to a really awesome day.


People are so nice here. I really am so grateful to be in a city where you can be a dumb tourist and people are okay with it. I’ve been to places where they are not.

One more thing: I regret the fact that I haven’t taken too many photos on this trip. Just a quick snapshot here and there. I’ve needed a little break from my camera. I’ll try to be better with it from now on!

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Robin specializes in entertainment, lifestyle and portrait photography. She's also a Creative Producer, Director of Photography and co-owner of Scheme Machine Studios LLC, her production company based in Los Angeles. Robin loves shooting for TV and film and has worked with media companies like Legendary Pictures and Viacom. She shot and directed the Pride campaign for Google called #ThisIsFamily. Robin has had the pleasure of working on national campaigns for companies like Dove and Levis, and had the unique opportunity to shoot for non-profits and initiatives such as The Black List, Save the Children, Move to End Violence, Have a Hart Day, and The Clinton Global Initiative. She is most proud of the work she has done with organizations such as The Ad Council and RAINN working on national impact campaigns. Her celebrity roster includes Cyndi Lauper, Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, The B-52s, Keri Hilson, JB Smoove, Tegan and Sara, Margaret Cho, The B-52’s, Andreja Pejic, and many more. She was there for Autostraddle’s birth and proudly served as A-Camp co-director for many years.

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  1. Ok, just LIVE in Buenos Aires and you’ll see people are not nice at all! they’ve been “nice” cuzz you are tourists = money!!!

    • There’s good and bad people everywhere. I know some Argentinians though and they are indeed nice people.

      • Also, great pictures. My favorite part for no specific reason was “..a cat (un gato)…”. Loveit.

  2. I know LOTS of them and more than 90% are not. You spent tooooo lil time in Argentina to know. Just be humble to accept it. The WORST thing you can say about BsAs is what you’ve just said: “There’s good and bad people everywhere.” Es tratar de relativizar algo que, en bsAs, no es relativizable. I say that to you cuzz i’ve already thought like you, but some 5 years in BsAs brought me down to earth about that country. Is you try to rent something there, they’ll try to steal your deposit FOR SURE; tryingt o have a business there? Better stick with other foreigners, or you’ll end up poor.

    Unfortunatelly, it is no use saying this to someone who has just been mesmerised by Buenos Aires. That’s actually what they do to steal you in the end. Just like Peru!

    • Hi, “Great” is it? Just sharing images and thoughts from our short vacation for the enjoyment of our readers. This is not meant to be a travel guide or comprehensive review of the city. Sorry you felt such negativity towards it.

    • Robin is qualified to speak as a one-week tourist in Buenos Aires, which is exactly what she did, sharing her experiences and photographs as a tourist. It would be inappropriate for her to speak about the country in more general terms as you have (Great) because she doesn’t have the authority to do so.

      Great, if you want to speak about your experiences as a resident of B.A., pitch your story with a resume and two published clips to riese [at] autostraddle dot com.

  3. Or perhaps they would prefer getting married and leaving Argentina for good? I’ve seen that tones of times!!!

  4. Re: I regret the fact that I haven’t taken too many photos on this trip. Just a quick snapshot here and there. I’ve needed a little break from my camera. I’ll try to be better with it from now on! I feel like sometimes as an artist of any kind there’s this constant compulsion to record & present everything beautiful or appropriate and sometimes it’s nice to take a break from that.

    In any event the pictures you did take are per ush, amazing, I like the last one a lot.

  5. i love the cat one too! i don’t even like cats but i think i might fall in love if one hopped up and tried to eat dinner with me.

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