Today has been even more uneventful than most, which is saying a lot. This means that I have tomorrow to see all the sights that I have missed so far, not to mention booking my coach to Patagonia and collecting a mystery package. Last week, in an attempt to change my routine slightly and save some money, I moved hostels to the Milhouse, which everyone said was the best in Buenos Aires. Even though it is cheaper and more comfortable than my previous hostel and has a really nice roof terrace, the downside of its popularity is that almost every person staying in the hostel is English, so I have ended up returning to my first hostel most evenings. Last night was the final night for lots of people that I knew from my first week in the hostel so it was invariably a very drunken one. Even after returning from the club at around six, after drinking from early the previous evening, a French guy who was also leaving decided to buy another jug of beer. Everyone quickly made their excuses and went to bed leaving me obliged to keep him company and help him finish the beer. I didn't wake up until four in the afternoon today, and only then because of the cleaning lady shouting "enfermo o cansado" (ill or tired) at me, a simply question which I didn't know the answer to at the time. Perhaps unsuprisingly, most of the people that were supposed to leave have delayed their departure until tomorrow, which could result in a similar leaving party tonight. I'm sorry that all I can talk about is nights out, which are always fun to have but usually boring to hear about but it's not that I am ommiting details of my days. After finishing my Spanish course in purgatory, it seems that I have been sent down to the long dark Buenos Aires nights rather than rising to the bright sunny days.