Saturday 10 March 2007
I decided that a good meal of steak and chips would cure my hangover (the first one of the trip) and it did help, the Argentines are famous for their bife (beef). So I took myself on a walking tour to see if I could find a museum or gallery to visit and my intuition took over and I found myself in a plaza filled with shops and restaurants. Realising that I´d not figured out the laundry situation yet and had few clean clothes, I decided to find myself a new pair of jeans - I had NO idea of the challenge that lay ahead. The sizes were inconsistent and different to Oz, and my Spanish not nearly good enough to ask for assistance, so after trying on about 12 pairs I settled on four new tops instead.
Later on, after leaving the internet shop at about 11pm, I realised that it was my only free Saturday night in Argentina and I had no plans or playmates, what was a girl to do?! Hungry, I found a table at a nearby restaurant, near to a couple of foreign looking boys hoping that I might just build up the courage to start up a conversation. Sitting there feeling sad and alone with my (amazing) pizza I enjoyed a couple of glasses of wine and tried to figure out what I might say. So as they walked out I asked for advice about where to go out and ended up scoring myself an invitation to join them for a drink.
After leaving the restaurant I set off in search of a bottle of wine and found a very cute policeman who helped point me in the right direction with a lot of flirting in broken Spanish and English. Rather chuffed at my success, I found the Irish boys in their guest house and we set off to go out after demolishing the wine. Funnily enough we went to an Irish bar named ´Shamrock´, but apart from the drinks they served there was not much Irish about it - great fun though! I discovered that the toilets I thought were unisex actually weren´t only after I´d been - that could account for the shocked look on the face of the man standing at the urinal! We headed downstairs to the club and partied the rest of the morning away, the sun peeping through the blinds as I finally closed my eyes.
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