We went to a club in Buenos Aires docklands, which seemed a bit exclusive for a bunch of scabby travellers, but we were given free entrance and got in ahead of all the fashionably dressed locals. Must be something to do with us having mucho dinero - if only they knew! Still they did provide scantily clad dancing girls to brighten up the place, which is always nice.
And of course, this being Buenos Aires, we didn't get there until 2am and didn't leave until about 6am, I think. A few cervezas were drunk and the odd Vodka y Speed (Red Bull). Jokes were told the Germans didn't get, arguments were had with this Aussie guy and gal about sport and conversations started with locals none of us could finish cos our Spanish is so bad. So much for Spanish lessons!
Suffice to Saturday was not particularly active. But I did pop down to the widest avenue in the world as old Square Head I met last week was doing doughnuts to entertain the locals. I couldn't see much, but I could certainly hear him. This is the smoke from his doughnut, not him blowing up.
A good job Saturday was quiet as Sunday was a big day. Thursday had been Violetta's birthday so Sunday was when I headed up to the northern suburbs of Buenos Aires to give her her presents and spend a couple of hours with her.
She was a bit shy at first, but we pottered around a local park and she had a go on the carousel and various other rides. Pretty shabby ones it haas to be said, but when you're three a stick is hours of fun.
After a while she became a bit more chatty and was running around like a mad thing. Apparently her mother was the same, I was always quite a shy kid I think so she definitely gets her joie de vivre from her! She is very bright and chatty when she gets going - she was making friends with the other kids, trying out all the rides and is very smiley. And she attracts alot of attention because of her hair - she draws a lot of stares from the Argentines. I was quite proud actually!
We then found a spot on the grass to give her her presents, and as predicted she was more interested in the envelope and wrapping paper than the gifts themselves, though she did try and undress Paddington Bear.
I'd written her a card, which she obviously can't read until she's older, but she seemed to like the candles on the front. She originally was reading it upside down before realising without prompting that it was the wrong way up. Smart girl!
I have to admit it was tough leaving her. She doesn't speak very much English beyond Please and Thank you and she doesn't know who I am, but having to say goodbye and not know when I will see her again was very difficult. Still, hopefully she may remember that I came and her mother will tell her and then we will have to see what happens in the future.
