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We flew into Buenos Aires to some welcomed heat and checked into the millhouse which was the renound hostel in BA. After a few hours catching up on some sleep as the overnight plane had not exactly left us feeling relaxed and energized we headed out to see some of the city. It was sooo cool, within a few hours we were both in agreement that it was our favourite city of the whole trip! Within a couple of hours of being in BA Rich had found out there was a local derby football match happening at the weekend and decided it was an opportunity not to be missed...so he bought a ticket asap! That night we had booked to go on a tango/dinner show, which we thought, as we were in the capital of tango it would be rude not to! So we put on the smartest clothes we could find in our bags and headed to a place called complejo tango...and complete it certainly was, with a three course meal, unlimited wine and beer, a tango lesson and a hour and half tango show! In our tango lesson we got taught one basic routine, it was easy for the both of us after a bottle of wine...we even got a certificate to say we could tango! After taking full advantage of the free wine and enjoying the tango show (which very much proved despite the tango certificate that we cannot tango!) we headed back to the hostel where there was a 'school disco' like party underway....although this may sound very unappealing, after a night of free wine it was good enough so we finished off dancing the night away there!
The next day Rich had the wonderful idea of waking up shell 2 mins before a walking tour was set to leave the hostel....'lets go shell!' So with last nights make-up still very much on we went around BA to see the sights. It was actually well worth getting up for as we wandered around the botanical gardens and past the city zoo....we also managed to stop for a quick beer...nothing like 'hair of the dog' to get you back on track! That night we spent outside a bar drinking bottles of wine like water...3 quid a bottle you can't not take advantage! Saturday morning started with the previous two nights catching up with us (true BA style) even though the argentines can party til 7am, we only managed until about 4! We jumped in a taxi to recoletta, had an amazing lunch with yet more steak for Rich and then we went to the recoletta cementery. This is the place where the famous Evita is buried and although we saw her grave there were plenty more that were far more spectacular! The cementery was amazing, a little village with street names and minature looking houses that housed whole families after they had died is the only way we can describe it! Some had gone all out with full marble cladding and life size (if not bigger) sculptures. After we had managed to drag shelly out of the cementery (village of the dead) we headed to the nearby saturday market which was massive! It reminded us a little of camden market with all the crafts and art stalls. We layed on the grass in the sun, while Rich caught up on some zzzzz's and Shelly enjoyed the stilt walkers and tango shows in the street! To finish off the day we headed to the most renouned steak restaurant in Buenos Aires. The smallest steak you could order was just a measley 400g with 13 different sauces, after the slab of meat arrived at the table Shelly was adament that all it needed was legs and it would walk off again! Luckily Rich managed to persuade Shelly to try the steak and it was the most amazing steak ever eaten...followed by champagne and chocolates!
While Rich left Shelly with Margo (a friend we had travelled with in bolivia and peru) to get a well needed starbucks he headed to the massive derby of Boca juniors V River plate! It was set to be the biggest game of the season and unfortunately a washout was an understatement! Rich and a few other lads he had met also watching the game stood out in the pouring rain for about an hour just to get into the ground an hour or so before kick off! The atmosphere was electric, with all the Boca fans chanting extremely loudly, and the River plate fans above us throwing everything they could think of down on us, from cups of wee and excrement to big rocks and fireworks...We knew this game was going to erupt! kick off came and still it was raining heavily, and the ball was getting stuck in massive puddles on the pitch, the referee decided to call the captains together and cancel the game as it was too waterlogged and the safety of the players was at risk...gutted! we all left the stadium soaking wet with our heads drooped in disappointment as we only got to watch about 10 minutes of the game before it was called off. That evening we caught a bus to Iguazu falls on the boarder of Argentina and Brasil...only an 18 hour bus journey!
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