In spite of that, I woke up early, well, early ish, and and went to the gym again, then back to Norte once more for some shopping. Amongst other things, I found some cheap socks. Ah, well. Also picked up some more essentials (lol), pizza to slam in the oven and some more crisps and coke!

Bit of a quiet �day�, as it were, as I tried to start reading a book of short stories by Borges (famous Argentinian writer for those that dont do literature) which was a bit, um, difficult, full stop, never mind for me with my limited Spanish. Lots of use on the dictionary!

Later on, Ezekiel (grandson of Howys who I�m staying with) came around and was sat there drinking mate and cracking nuts so we started having a conversation again about music and all that.

Conversation finished with him inviting me out for a drink later in the night. Offering to pop back round at midnight for me, but not to go to sleep if he turned up late....Don�t think I�ll get used to this late night drinking lark. lol.

Had some food after he left then went to my room and tried to make sense of the translations for the Youth Eisteddfod. Still stuck on a whole load of words that I�ve never seen before in any language!

Almost fell asleep, but caffeine and my minidisc player managed to keep me going. Ezekiel turned up at just gone 12:30, explaining that he�d had dinner at his mums and then gone to his fathers, who was outside and giving us a lift to the pub.

We jumped into his truck and drove all of the five blocks to SJ�s on San Martin, opposite the Welsh Association building and parked right outside. The pub was still quiet (it was early, yet) so we took a seat near to the bar and bought a litre bottle for me and Ezekiel and a coffee for his father.

After a few minutes, Ezekiel�s mates turned up and we went to the back room of the pub, a darker, more wooden area where the music was louder. Good for listening to Red Hot Chilli Peppers, the Verve etc., but not so good for trying to listen to rapid conversation between a group of old friends.

I kept pace, both with the conversation and the drinking as a quick wave to the barman brought a new bottle of Quilmes, the local favourite. Even the rest of the group seemed confused by how much they�d drunk, especially when the bill arrived, lol, and we made an exit about 3:30ish.

Rather than going straight home, though, we went for a drive around town, eventually heading out towards Rawson to show me the chacras. Very exciting, but I�d rather have just gone to bed, so after convincing them that sitting underneath a bridge early in the morning was not that cool, Alejandro gave me a lift back to the middle of town. No idea if they went back to the bridge afterwards lol.

Got in about 5 in the morning (I checked it on the clock), locked the door, managed to scrape my lenses out from my eyes as usual and fell into a deep sleep!