I spent a total of 5 days in Buenos Aires to experience the craziness of this big city. After wondering around the main bus terminal trying to find a map and then the train station, I eventually found my way to the friendly and classic hostel, Pueto Limon. The two guys who I had stayed in contact with since New Zealand (Geroge & Gerard) had just arrived too so we spent the day catching up on our adventures, eating some good food and exploring a bit of the city. On Friday it rained all day...and it's not like the feeble drizzle of the English rain, it full on pelts it down here, all day! So that gave everyone in the hostel an excuse to chill out in the hostel to watch movies, catch up on sleep, chat, play cards, update blogs, photos etc. It was GREAT. I can't actually remember a day where I really did that with an awesome bunch of people so it was nice to just 'hang-out' and not feel guilty about doing nothing.

The next few days in the city involved wondering around, looking at the feature buildings, strolling in the parks, getting lost (yes, even with a map my fellow travellers got us lost), chilling with people in the hostel, cooking delicious group meals as well as trying out some of the famous meats of BA, visiting the 3 mile long Sunday market, watching some street tango, learning Spanish with my new Columbian friend and of course trying out the BA nightlife which was surprisingly calm! We were told not to go out any earlier than 11pm because the party only just gets started at about that time, so we attempted to get stuck in to BA life and didn't have dinner until 10pm, then we started drinking and then eventually left the hostel at around 1am. We visited some bars and some clubs as recommended by some friends and the hostel staff but I found that the party wasn't as raving as I thought it would be. They were still good nights out and the clubs played lots of traditional music (salsa, tango etc). We all got to dance in salsa style as we were all approached by some South American men (the lads had my Columbian friend to dance with), so we got thrown around the floor, twirling in all sorts of directions not know what the hell we were doing but still managing to stay on our feet at least J They must think the foreigners are really bad at dancing, we had no idea. In England you either jump up and down with your hands in the air whilst attempting to sing along, or you bob from side to side in a reserved manner on one spot also looking rather awkward. There is none of this fast paced stepping and body rolling or hip swaying...it's intense I tell you, and rather knackering at that! I couldn't be doing that all night, and it gets a little repetitive in my opinion too, but hey, they seem to love it here. I guess I would enjoy the dance-style more if I could actually do it,that might be the problem! Anyway, it was nice to experience and cool to watch some of the good girls dancing.

I would say my highlight was being around Julietta where she knew as much English as I knew of Spanish, then we had Cheslea and Ena with us who could speak much better Spanish than I, so they were translating for us sometimes too when we got confused with the conversation...then they would get confused as to who they were talking to and which language they should be talking in! It was extremely entertaining being in this situation and we had some great giggles over this matter! I will miss this and miss being with a Spanish speaking friend but it was definitely time for us to leave BA, we all needed to leave this chaotic city, and catch up on our sleep.