John:
I have never kissed so many men.

Okay, that's a sentence I never really thought I'd ever say/type. At Bonchi's party, each bloke I was introduced to came over and...

Well, it's like this. In Argentina, whenever friends meet, they kiss. But a kiss can be different things to different people. Here, it seems, there is a standard. You greet someone and touch cheeks, right cheeks, and make a little kiss sound. There isn't always lip on cheek contact, I think. And it's definitely the thing to make physical cheek connection, no LA air kissing here. Amongst men it seems that only good friends kiss so the behaviour of people I'd never met before was a little unexpected. Mind you, you have two options, be terribly English and all embarrased about it, or go with the flow, you came here to experience another culture. And kissing a dozen men one night certainly counts as that for me.

Liz now says that I 'initiated' a kiss... I 'lunged' apparently... she's wrong of course, I think, but it was early and I was tired, maybe a little unsteady on my feet (stop laughing at the back, it might be true)... Truth is, I probably did, it seems so natural when everyone else is doing the same thing, and it seemed only polite.  ¶ 2:29 PM