We arrived in Cordoba in the early hours of the morning, only to find that we couldn't actually check in to the hostel we had chosen, until the people checking out had done so and the rooms had been cleaned. Given that we had been travelling all night, we were absolutely exhausted and simply slumped into the chairs in reception, until our rooms were available. A room and a shower later, we dumped Marisha's laundry in at the laundrette around the corner and set off to explore Cordoba.

Unfortunately, Cordoba didn't turn out to be the place that we had expected!! It was cold, rainy, dreary and drab!! There wasn't too much to see, the highlight being the city's cathedral, which was rather aptly described in the guide book as "akin to a burnt lemon merengue pie", owing to its yellow colour marred by the black of the city's pollution on the tops of the spires. The promised hoards of students, given that Cordoba is a university town, were nowhere to be found, with the bars and clubs being decidedly empty, and our whole stay there can pretty much be summed up by the fact that we didn't take even a single picture!! The hostel wasn't much better as it was full with a rather rude and unfriendly group of israeli travellers, who resisted all attempts at conversation!

The only highlight was our trip to the little visited Museo de Bellas Artes, which had some fantastic contemporary art on display, by mostly Argentine artists. The museum was housed in a huge old mansion, which made the interior and architecture of the building almost as stunning as the work it contained. There was also a really weird sound installation, which made for a rather interesting backdrop to our tour of the museum!!

Naturally we didn't stay long, and after collecting Marisha's laundry, and a brief outing for cocktails and desert at a local sushi restaurant (where our waiter told us he would be working as a barman in Cancun when we arrive - free drinks?!!?), it was time to move on to Rosario...