We dragged ourselves out of bed just in time for breakfast which consisted of Tea, coffee, bread, butter, jam and lots of little pastries... We were rather impressed, it's one of the best free breakfasts we've had on our travels and we took full advantage. Breakfast devoured, we sorted a couple of bits out on the computer and then set off to get some laundry done. We had asked the price at a couple of places the day before and returned to the one that had given us the cheapest price. When we got there we discovered to our annoyance that in the 12 hours since we had been there she had decided to increase the price by $2, we quickly took our leave of the place complaining loudly as we did so and went to another place we had found. Although this one was more expensive (well less expensive than the 'new' price) and cost us a bit more than we wanted to pay as we had to do 2 loads at least the price was the same as the day before and we dropped our stuff off and were told that it would be ready the next day (in South America it seems the more expensive the country is the longer everything takes). It was now just after 1 and we returned to the hostel, via a coffee shop where we had lunch of coffee and empanadas. (these ones baked with either mince or chicken inside, very pasty like) We were barely at the hostel for 5 mins as we simply collected our dance shoes and immediately left again for a Milonga which Gerry had recommended the previous day. We walked up 9th July avenue, past the large portrait of Evita (we assume) on the side of a building (very Cuban) and finally arrived at a large Obelisk in the centre of the road. Buenos Aires has a reputation for being the most modern city in South America, which they appear to have gained by taking bits of other modern cities and plonking them in their own, this particular monument being a blatant rip off of the one we saw in Washington 6 months ago. We left the avenue at this point and walked down some side streets until we reached 'Confituria La Ideal' apparently one of the most famous Tango venues in the city having appeared in several films. You realise why as soon as you step into the magnificent lobby, it has marble floors throughout, wood panelled walls and huge columns supporting the high ceilings. It is extremely grand and wouldn't look at all out of place in Paris. We paid our entrance fee and proceeded up to the second floor where the milonga was already under way. (it started at 3 even though we only got there around 6) There were many tables surrounding the dance floor, of which only about half were full. (Gerry later informed us that it hasn't been packed for a while, it must no longer be considered cool to dance in beautiful venues) This suited us fine however as it meant there was plenty of space for us to dance without feeling we were getting in everyone's way as the level of dancing was once again quite high. The milonga went on until 9pm and we were there until the end, dancing to most of the sets. ( The dancing is organised in 'Tandas' which consist of 3 songs in a similar style followed by a completely random song to denote a change, Mae complained when I started doing Charleston to these.) We had planned to go to another lesson after this but unfortunately by the time we left we had already missed it. We instead walked through the centre of town to what turned out to be the main square. Here we were stunned by the government palace which had been entirely lit in fluorescent pink lights and looked very surreal, even more so because the National Bank next door was lit in equally fluorescent blue lights. There were also another couple of interesting buildings here build in a very European style (although the country the style came from varies from building to building) Being very hungry by now we decided to go back to the hostel where we dropped off our stuff and then we went out to get some food. We got a pizza from a local 'Parrilla' (grill house) which came in an awesome flimsy cardboard box tied together with string!! Argentinians aren't very inventive with their food so this is in fact a traditional meal in Buenos Aires, which we carried back to the hostel to eat before bed.