After an amazin week in Argentina are group left the campsite in Salta and we headed off to Paraguay. However atthe border a guy on the tour didnt have his visa forParaguay. They wouldnt let himin. He is American called Eli. He had to go back to Argentina wait a few days untilmonday to go to the embassy inArgentina and then catch the group up. Me and 2 others in the group felt badfor himso we went back to argentina with him. WE were told the town we were stayin in wud be borin....... how wrong they were. When we checked into a hostel we went shoppin 4 new clothes went to dinner then hit the town. I had a lovelynew slinky top and sum nice shoes, my first time in heels in months. After a few drinks a bar we headed to a nightclub. Eli is quite a good christian boy and always knows when to stop drinkin, but that night something went very very wrong. Everyone thought he wason drugs but he wasnt. THe kid was out of control!!! He started an aurguement with an argentina overwho was better Spain or Italy. Neither of themr Spanish or Italian????? When i saw the guys hand turn into a fist I thought it was time to get Eli home. THe guy luckly walked away but instead the Security guards came and chucked me and Eliout, which i was grateful for. He was drinkin other peoples drinks runnin from the bar withoutpayin and just generally being a tit. When wegot outside he insisted on waitin for the Italian guy so he could punch him, when he didnt turn up he decided he wanted to punch any argentinian. Then he tried to give away hismoney???? When ourfriends came outof theclub thefirst thingEli did waspunch hisbest mate ALi. Ali being the nice guy that he is didnt punch back. I spent 15mins tryin to flag down ataxi even though our hotel was a block away. Eli at thispoint had started another fight and punched ALi again. wHEN WE FINALLY GOTHIM IN THETAXI he was punchin everyone who got in afterwards. THe taxi driver then tried tocheck him out but needed help from a local security guard fromacasino. THis guard knew wot he was doin picked ELi up and straight out on the side of the street. Phew. But then he got hismobile out. My mates were on the otherside of the street when i started screaming `Hes callin the police!!!!'I slapped ELi told him to run for his life and thats wot we did. Me and Ali walked back while ELi and sarah were ahead of us, as we did so a cop car pulled over and was readin a notepadwith a description of ELi. I told ALi to stop lookin suspicious and keep his heaad down and we got away with it!! 5 carrier bags of vomit later, the ELi we know and love returned to us. He slagged off his meal between vomiting (because it was pasta,back to the Italian arguement) but apart from that he was ok. We got his visa on the monday andgot into Paraguay and joined the others. We also watched Italy win the world cup