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So we're in Buenos Aires, I'm shattered so I chill at the Hostel & have an early night while the girls head down to the bar to get cained. Standard.

The next day we're pretty chuffing excited as we're going shopping in Palermo, an amazing shopping & bar area, with our no money. No money is like money you don't have but spending it anyway, pretty handy when you see a nice dress you can't afford :)

The day is pretty special & we all end up with some goodies, I got a little navy military jacket, a cute lace back dress I need to slightly amend & a little lace back top (sooo cute!), we all then ended up in Reencuentro, an amazing restaurant where you pay about £10 & can eat anything off the menu AS MANY TIMES AS YOU WANT!! YES REALLY :D We also shared an amazing bottle of Rose :)

That night we had all planned to goto Pacha but unfortunately the girls weren't feeling up for it so I eventually headed off alone & bumped into a couple I'd met before & also the Irish guy who was on the bunk below me. Pacha there is so cool but my night didn't go as planned, I started off completely on form but along the way, after receiving a drink off someone I have a complete mind blank. I don't want to accuse anyone when I'm not even sure myself but I woke up on my bed completely unaware of how I got back, what happened & where a good few hours had gone. After talking to Irish & some others we all pieced my night back together but we're all pretty sure I got spiked L I also apparently fell out the top bunk but I have no memory of this, no bruises, no I must have landed well (on or my face) lol. Irish told me how after buying me a drink guys were circling me & once I got back everyone tried talking to me after I fell out of bed but I wasn't even responding, like I wasn't even hearing or aware anyone else was there. Pretty scary.

The next day I'm pretty much useless, I didn't even wake up until 3pm & only then because someone came in the room, otherwise I think I would have been passed out a lot longer, which says something considering I apparently got to bed at 6am. The girls went to a vintage market (jealous!) & came back with some amazing pieces, especially some gorgeous gloves ahhhh, so lovely.

My days muddle up a bit here but on one of the next days myself & Rachel goto La Recoleta Cemetery to visit the tombstones & graves of the rich & famous of Argentina. These are AMAZING!(see pics) truly stunning buildings & tombs that would cost more an average house in Kent, strangely also very calming being there, kind of peaceful & fascinating.

Monday night the three of us head to La Cabrera, OH MY JIZZ!! You must must go there if you are ever in the neighbourhood, seriously to die for meat & an experience like no other. Ok, ok, we wanted to stab ourselves in the hearts by the end, full of way too much red wine & way too much meat for three little girls, but the steaks were special. I had 250g lump of Kobe beef fillet, yes the most expensive thing on the menu, go me & my no money ;D the girls had ½ a Lomo fillet each & STILL ended up with 3 massive fillets of beef EACH. God knows what would of happened if they had ordered the whole lomo each, as they were close to doing, maybe they would still be there now, slowly decaying, surrounded by mountains of fillet? We also stupidly ordered side dishes because we thought that's what you do in restaurants, well not this one! They also bring out millions of tiny sides for you to enjoy too, well I have to say all this along with 2 huge sides & about 5 billion g's of meat, well we felt sick just looking at it. If only we had 5 days to slowly feast on this array of orgasmic food, but alas even after 2 odd hours we'd only eaten most of the meat & about one slice of Spanish omlette. I would still recommend this to the highest level even though we were very close to ending our own lives, the kobe was spectacular & the setting was enchanting (get me using big words), a night to remember & I think a definite for those loved up couples out there :)

Tuesday night Marisa & Rachel's Uni mates are all in town, I don't plan to go out late as we're all up early doors to leave the next morning but we're having such a laugh we end up going to a DnB night, yes yes you heard me right, Susan Baker went to a DnB night hahaha, totally random but I was bopping about like a loon (until I threw up again, this is becoming a habit now). Brilliant brilliant night but don't get back till 6am, then we're awoken at 7.30am to go get breakfast & get packed to leave. I think I want to DIE, seriously I haven't felt that bad for a long long time, we manage to move a little & pack up & by 10am we're in a Courier unit waiting to send a box of stuff home, mine comes in weighing almost 5KG, mainly of clothes hahaha, costs about £50 but I need to lighten my load & I wasn't sure my bags zips could contain the mess much longer. Rachel has similar proportions & after much confusion (wrong office) we eventually get there & I say a very very rushed goodbye to the girls as they head to the airport & I head back to the Hostel to rot in a corner somewhere. Which ends up being the bathroom, I even put down a towel & a man made pillow, even a little sarong as a cover, but couldn't sleep to no avail, maybe it was the porn cinema belting out screams of fake lust & pretend groans, who knows but about 8 hours later it's time to head to the bus station for my 15 hour over nighter to Mendoza ZZZzzzzzzzz….