The night naturally progresses to dancing in the Argentine capital, and the witching hour is 2am. People finally migrate to clubs, or "boliches", as they’re called. The bar masses mesh with pregamers (a pregame is a "previa" or “preboliche”) who drank in their houses with friends before heading out.
Clubs boom across the city, but are concentrated in a couple key areas. The intersection of Honduras and Juan B. Justo, where the Soho and Hollywood barrios meet, claims clubs like Rosebar and Kika, both places where you’ll hear your share of dance hits and reggaeton.
Most of the city’s top venues run along the Costanera Norte coast, where boliches, including Terrazas del Este, Pacha, Jet and Tequila, come one right after the other. Jet and Tequila are considered the city’s best. Stay long enough -- highly likely -- and you’ll catch the sunrise over the water. Somehow, a sunrise over water makes being up so late feel reasonable.
If your energy starts to wane at any point, sip a Speed, the local version of Red Bull, and many an Argentine’s nighttime fuel. And don’t be surprised when your phone says it's 6am and you had no clue. Nobody moves to head home until about 5am at the earliest, anyway.