We´ve been back in Buenos Aires for a few days now, and been pretty busy. On Saturday I went to see Boca Juniors, the ex club of Deigo Maradona (apparently) play Newell´s Old Boys, another Argentinian team. The atmosphere in the stadium was electric- there were no seats so everyone was just crowded onto these stone benches (although from the second the cheerleaders came out everyone was standing). Boca had to win the match to be in with a chance of coming top this season, and the final score was 2-1 to them. The fans were completely insane, jumping up and down, dancing, chanting and singing. It was a pretty memorable experience- and they are supposed to be one of the most exciting teams to watch. That night a few porteños took us out to a local club, where we sat on a roof terrace until it closed at 6 am. The following day I headed out to Tierra Santa, the Holy Land Theme Park. It was just about the tackiest thing I´ve ever been to, complete with the largest animated nativity in the world, a life size recreation of the last supper and an 18 foot high Jesus ´resurrected´every half an hour. Basically a complete waste of time, but a lot of fun. On the way back I visited the Evita museum in Recoletta, which was interesting although nearly all in Spannish so I didn´t have too much idea what was going on. The following day we went back to Recoletta, to wander around one of the most beautiful parts of the old city, followed by a trip to the Japanese gardens which were a beautiful and peaceful spot in the middle of the city. That afternoon we had our first Spanish lesson, so headed up to the school on Av.Florida. The lessons are fun, but quite hard work (four hours a day) and fairly tiring. I don´t think I´m going to be quite as fluent as I thought I might be by the end of the week, but they´re definately helping so hopefully by the time I get home I´ll speak a reasonable amount of Spanish (although I don´t expect to ever be able to understand any). That night we went to a percussion music night, in what was basically an old warehouse. There were about twenty musicians there, as well as pretty much everyone in Buenos Aires. The music was fantastic, and the atmosphere was great. After they finished, everyone headed off to a rather strange house/bar/cafe place for the after party, then back to the hostel ready to get up the next morning in time to do our homework! The rest of the week went by pretty fast, spending the mornings sitting in parks in beautiful Palermo or Recoletta (where you see professional dog walkers, walking maybe 10 dogs at a time, and one of which is completely filled with cats, lying everywhere you look on a sunny day), the afternoons in Spanish classes and the evenings having big barbeques on the roof terrace at the hostel. On Friday evening I headed to the bus station to catch my bus to Iguasu Falls.