Sunday, February 17

I think I just pulled a muscle

...because my arm hurts too.


Day 4:

We woke up at 7:30 am to have some breakfast, not that it was very important though, breakfast was as bad as dinner. Mom opened the window and there was a naked guy on the room in front...mom closed the window.

Soledad and Nelly couldn't wake up early because they were very tired, so we went with them to grab some coffee at the coffee shop in the corner. There we found a couple which was part of our group, the girl was studying to be and English teacher in some private university, and the mother...who knows. They said they were gonna go to 'Don Alberto's' for lunch, because they heard it was very good and cheap. We agreed on arriving at 2:30 pm so we could all share lunch.

We proceeded to walk all over the town looking for presents, or treats for us. Mom bought a pullover for my sister and one for herself, I bought a t-shirt with Condor on it and a little sheep (which was 'typical of the zone...of course it's a lie, but go tell that to an Argentinian), and Soledad bought some t-shirts as well (or as the Argentinian call them, remeras). Later we found a very cheap bookstore...and to our guide, who had a ton of presents on his hands (all for him of course) and said "oh yes, the books on that bookstore are very cheap because that street is not very famous". We wanted to kill him in that momment, because why on earth didn't he say that from the beginning? Huh?. Anyway, I bought an essay by Isaac Asimov for $10 Arg. There were cheaper books of course, but I didn't want any of them :B, mom bought some about mental healing (or something like that).

After that we went to look for 'Don Alberto's', which in the end looked like a very fancy restaurant. The other two women never arrived so we had to eat alone. On top of that the food was very expensive and we ended up paying almost $150 Arg for the 4 of us, I got angry at mom too, because she kept eating and eating without minding the prices. Since I only ate meat and drank a sprite I spent $20 Arg on me and the girls and mom spent the rest. I swear I could see myself eating hotel food for the rest of the week and that was_not_nice. To make things worse there was a hair on my meat, and mom tried to persuade me that it was a cow hair...right.

When we were going back to the hotel Soledad went to a tourism agency to ask for the prices of a couple tours, and we found out that those who went to Victoria Island had been robbed. On top of that we found out that the place were out guide wanted to take us to watch some tango was a hole which looked like a Hobbit house. So we decided we were *not* gonna go.

We returned to the hotel, rested for a couple hours and went out again. The girls wanted to continue buying things, but I had a terrible headache which was killing me. We walked around for a couple hours and then we went to this ice-cream supermarket, which I dunno how much profit they could make, because they worked at 1 km/h. I almost fell asleep, but my headache was still killing me and the smell of the ice-cream wasn't pleasant. So when we went outside I tried to find a drugstore, and I did! but it was more crowded than the ice-cream shop so I just gave up and we went back to the hotel, only stopping to change some dollars to pesos.

When we finally arrived to the hotel it was dinner time, we changed clothes and went down to eat. Our dinner was disgusting as usual, this time it was Gnoccis ("Italian food") but they were so disgusting that almost everybody left them on their plates. I fell sorry for the cook so I tried to eat as much as I could, but then Soledad asked me to stop...because it was useless.

Camilo and Raul came to eat with us, I told Camilo as a joke he couldn't sit beside me because my ego was using that chair. He sat down anyway *lol*. We realized then that they were all red, because they had forgotten taking their sunscreen to the island (geez). They told us that the guide had been mistaken as usual. First of all the food was cheap (because the bastard told us the restaurant over there was *extremely* expensive and that it was almost impossible to get something to eat) and that he had charged them more of normal fee; still they had had fun. We told them about the tango show...and that the place was very 'cave like', so they decided that they didn't want to go, in the end we all decided to go to the casino...and to the casino we went.

I'd never been in a casino before so I was pretty much...amazed by everything. There was this guy playing 6 million pesos (Arg) in two tables, but he truly looked very...er...not very respectable. Raul then began giving money to Camilo to play on the machines but he had never played before so he had a little trouble in the beginning, but to sum up his story, he ended up winning a lot of money *lol* and he kinda liked playing at the casino *a lot*. I can't blame him though, if I had won any money there I would've love to go back again hahaha. In my case I won a little too...but mom told me to continue playing and of course I lost everything ::sigh:: It was less than 5 dollars, but still I can't stop thinking on what I could've bought with that money.

After playing we went to the bar and drank. Yeah, I drank! I chose a caipirinha, and so did my mom, Raul chose a beer, Camilo drank something with ron (I think) same thing with Soledad, and Nelly drank a margarita (but I'm not sure because I think I was a little drunk) I gave a little bit of caipirinha to Camilo and Soledad stared at me like...I dunno what, the only thing I know is my mind was laughing the hell out of it but I couldn't figure out why...when you are drunk everything seems so funny. ack. Camilo said he didn't really like caipirinhas because they tasted like fish.

Uh...okay? *chuckle*

I said we'd better save the lemon chunks for our salads because we were gonna have none back in the hotel. Raul thought it was a great idea. *lol*

After drinking Camilo and Raul played a little more on the machines, and then we went back to the hotel around 3:00 am.

Finally after so much pain I was having fun...

:D

Day 4 - end
Part 4 of 8

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