Today we would lose three more of our group.
Before this we decided to visit La Boca for most peoples second time there. When we arrived at La Boca and had finished complaining about our taxi driver screwing us we walked down the through the market and were stopped by Diego Maradona! He was an impersonator! Tom was distraught. He was charging money to get a photo taken with him but we were having none of it.
We stopped by for a meal at a tango restaurant before heading back to Hotel Splendid to say goodbye to our wee Scottish gals Jen and Julie. Another very emotional goodbye commenced and if some of them weren’t warm enough, they were after our hugs. As we waved off the taxi we knew we were seeing the tour crumbling before our eyes. We had already lost three people, there were seven more goodbyes to say.
Before this we decided to visit La Boca for most peoples second time there. When we arrived at La Boca and had finished complaining about our taxi driver screwing us we walked down the through the market and were stopped by Diego Maradona! He was an impersonator! Tom was distraught. He was charging money to get a photo taken with him but we were having none of it.
We stopped by for a meal at a tango restaurant before heading back to Hotel Splendid to say goodbye to our wee Scottish gals Jen and Julie. Another very emotional goodbye commenced and if some of them weren’t warm enough, they were after our hugs. As we waved off the taxi we knew we were seeing the tour crumbling before our eyes. We had already lost three people, there were seven more goodbyes to say.
After the goodbye we headed back to the hostel to get some beauty sleep before the big night out in Pachas. Some of us had slept in more than we should have as we had planned to visit Calleflorida and do some street performing. When we woke up it was time to get some food in us before the night of boozing we had in front of us. We spotted a great little buffet just five minutes away from the hostel. We all ate till the buttons popped in our shirts and we were ready for a night on the town.
Before this we had some time to kill before Pachas got going so we into a nearby off-licence and within one minute I couldn’t believe my eyes. I had spotted an Argentinean version of Buckfast. Gary and I quickly snapped up the bottles and we all headed back to the girls hostel.
We were quick to annoy the locals in the hostel by taking up all their chairs in the living area. We also found out where the main actor in Dawson’s Creek was hiding out all these years, a shitty hostel in Buenos Aires! I wish we took a photo of him!
It was now time to head to the club so we grabbed three taxi’s and we were on our way. It was 30 peso in and we were getting a bit worried when we entered as the first floor was completely deserted. The top two floors was where it was happening. To our surprise the DJ was belting out some 80’s and 90’s tunes. Even Snow Patrol and Mark McCabe were played!
After a great session we all met outside at half six. Here it was time for everyone to say goodbye and give a hug to our great tour guide Carlos. We had been through a lot together as a group and we were losing our leader tonight. He had shown us everything he possibly could and he was great craic. He would be missed. Conor and I were lucky enough to get one last taxi with Carlos and Andy and had one last hug before it was time to say goodbye!
Stay Classy
Mike
Mike
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