I woke up at 10ish today still tired because the Korean in my dorm (that's Cliff) snored his head off all night and had sporadic coughing fits. He really should see a doctor as he's had it for 2 months. However he refuses to go to the doctor because he doesn't know any Spanish and lost his phrase book 3 months ago...crazy guy! I walked into town with Amira and we tried to find a bar to watch the Argentina match against Germany. All the bars were rammed full ...

I set my alarm for 8ish as I thought I would get up since I went to bed early. However suffering from the cold I slept through to 10ish. I sat and watched CNN in the lounge chomping on Danish pastries. I read the Lonely Planet Argentina book that was on the book exchange shelf and then made myself some mate. I sat next to the heater and looked over my Spanish notes. Later I walked into the city and was stopped by someone asking for directions, I had to say ...

I got up at 10 and had my Argentine breakfast of cakes (like Danish pastries) and coffee. I picked up my washing from the lavanderia and noticed my white socks have all become pink socks! I returned to the hostel and made myself some mate, I then relaxed on the rooftop reading and sipping my mate. I decided to call Monty..bad idea as I ended up chatting for 1 hour! My dad's going to kill me as the D/D is on his account! I walked around the cobbled streets o...

I got up not feeling great as my sore throat is really irritating. I had a coffee and breakfast with Mariana in Roots bar. We then drove around the city and stopped outside an office block on Urquiza street. This building was the birthplace of Ernesto "Che" Guevara. We drove on to Mariana's sisters apartment as her husband wanted to meet me. We had a chat and he told me to be careful in certain areas of Buenos Aires. Mariana drove me to the bus terminal and...

I woke up around 11ish and was invited by Michael to watch the Australia v Italy match but I was moving hostel so I didn't go with him. I packed my stuff and walked to my new HI hostel called "La Casa de Don Jaime". The staff were really friendly and it had a reggae style bar called Roots. I met Mariana and we went to a swanky bar called Metropolitan where we had some good food and I ordered a whisky for my throat (which is sore). We walked through the shop...