Mosquitos DIE!

I have been laying in bed tossing and turning trying to sleep and right when i am just there...I start itching, everywhere. I hate the mosquitos that live in my bed! Sometimes i lay down in the middle of the day for a little siesta and i see them sleeping, but i can´t bring myself to kill them, cause they are asleep and i feel bad killing them then. So being itchy really is my fault. Its now 430am and i am awake, which i take as a good sign as i´ve spent the last couple of days asleep trying to get over whatever this sickness is that i have. It´s gotten warm here again, it´s back up to like 80 90something degrees. I look forward to feeling better and enjoying the city before I come home. Enjoy the beginnings of spring!

knitted hat and new leather bag

From buenos aires with Aoife

From buenos aires with Aoife

From buenos aires with Aoife

i made that hat! I finally did some shopping! I found a great leather bag. It met the designer in her shop and saw all the wonderful things she has created. She showed us that the leather was real by taking a lighter to it, it was so cool. I had seen the bag the first time i went to La Boca and i new it should be mine! I am super excited to have it.

new pictures

Pictures, pictures, pictures! Read all about it! Been walking around a lot shopping and checking stuff out. Mostly going to places i didn´t like the first time and finding that I really like them now. Prehaps it is because of the change of company, but who can be sure!? i´m really having a good time in Argentina and I am really going to miss it when i leave. I am super excited to go to Europe, but in a bit of a limbo and I can´t really do anything to prepare for it right now. I am tired of living in the hostel, its loud and I am not getting enough sleep, i feel zombified for hours every day trying to wake up after sleeping only 4-6 hours when i can usually sleep for 8-10, no problem. It´s been raining alot, but its not too dreary, cause its not 100 degrees anymore.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeu

From Buenos Aires

look at my tattoo

From Buenos Aires

aoife and me

It sucks i got my camera stolen, cause there are lots of pictures i would like to take with my departure coming up. I think i will see if i can borrow one from a friend for a day or i might just stop running away when people pull their cameras out. It looks like a great majority of my friends will be leaving next week, so I am sad about that. I went to Avellaneda and it was nice, i got to sleep all night, it is so quiet there. Macarena was nice enough to walk me around and we went to a little street market so she could buy incense and the guy working the booth handed me a stick and tried to give it back to him and he said ¨no no, un regalo para voz¨ it was a present! I also got to go to the bank to get change for the bus and get a bunch of shit from the guy working. There is a shortage of coins, still, but you still can only pay for the bus with coins. I understand the little shops giving me shit, but the bank, I wanted to say come on dude its not your money. Ah and then yesterday was a most beautiful and perfect day outside, it was so nice! I went for a walk to my favorite park, the park that i always see something wierd or disgusting but i keep going cause it is so pretty. I saw a grown man piss on a tree, I saw all the junk and everything! Can you imagine!? so gross. The greenery was nice though, it rained for a couple days and then they turned the sprinklers on, all the grass is green again, it looks gorgeous.
I went to Recoleta with Maky and we ate burger king. I got a Texas whopper in buenos aires, and it was sooooooooo damn good. Fast food in other countries rocks! Don´t worry tammy, I am going to china town today and i am gonna eat from a street vender. I hope everyone is well and i wish you could luck!

Holy Crap

It´s March 3rd! Why is it the beginning of my trip when i didn´t like it and i just wanted to come home the time went so slow and it seemed like i was going to be here forever and now that i am having fun and really like it everytime i turn around a week has passed? It´s finally starting to cool down a bit and I get around outside with out getting burned to a crisp in the first 10 minutes, but with the cool down we are getting rain once or twice a week and you can´t even go out in it. A couple of days ago it was like 80-90 degrees and like an hour after it started raining, we got ice cube hail, it wasnt little white balls, they were little chunks of ice. Some of the locals had never seen hail before in their lives! I pretty much do the same thing everyday, so I can´t really think of anything rad or story worthy. I´m going to my friends house in a scary neighborhood on thursday. They still have mafia there and its really dangerous at night. We are going to watch eternal sunshine for a spotless mind/on a spotless mind whatever and we are going to the tattoo shop to get some new earrings, then this weekend I am going to china town! I hope you guys are having fun and i´ll see you in April.

I dont wanna come home

Well there is more to the story now. I went to the police and with the help of my wonderful friend, Maky, I iled a report for the things that were stolen. When we got back to the hostel we found out that another hostel in town had called and the guy was there. One of the hostel owners gave us 100 pesos and we hoped in a cab and headed over there. The people told us he wasnt at the hostel but he left a backpack so they thought he would come back. We were so excited we were bouncing around the back seat of the cab!
We got to the hostel and the girl working was very nice, but she was argentine and i couldnt understand a damn thing she said, but she gave me a free beer. Then told us that we had to wait for the guy to come back, then call the cops and if he left then we could open his bag, which was locked. Then, i went to the bathroom, when i came back apparently they changed their minds and they decided to open up the bag. They didnt have to go far too look for tools, the front pocket of the backpack was full of tool kits to break in to locks and bolt cutters of different sizes, I think he forgot these things on accident, because inside the bag, was that days newspaper. This was his decoy property so people wouldnt know he was gone yet.
I found out that he paid for his room in american dollars, MY money, damn. So that was my little adventure, it was fun. Never got anything back and never saw that guy. I thought i felt better knowing that he was a criminal and that this was his job, but after it being a couple of days, i like my other story better. I wanted to think that maybe he was a good guy and an opportunity presented itself(to still my shit) and after thinking and thinking on it, no one was around and nabbed it and after selling it and spending that money, he hoped that the guilt would go away, but for the rest of his life he would feel bag when he was reminded of it. Does that make me selfish? or materialistic? I think it means i cared way too much about the things he took, and i´m better off.

That was fun. On valentines day i went out with most of my friends to a bar that mimics a pub. We had some chicken curry, potato wedges, and lots of beer. It was super fun, best valentines day ever. Yesterday I was so hung over i slept until 6 pm at 10 me and justin went out for dinner and met up with some other people from the hostel on the street. I had a delicious burger and you guessed it fries. There is like a little mini carnival in the street on the weekends this month. People buy these cans of fake snow and just randomly attack people with it. I had been sprayed with this shit before and i was ready to take revenge. The street is blocked off from cars and it is full of little kids running around and everyone is happy not caring if they are hosed down with this wierd soapy shit. Percussion ensembles are playing and people in costumes are dancing, its chaotic and crazy fun! We got in a spray war and attacked lots of people and recieved the same, it was great!

hey hey

Well its been a little over a week since my last posting. Not been too terribly busy here. Went out to see el curioso caso de benjamin button and I LOVED it. So good and i found it very powerful, I cried or like an hour and me and my friend had to sit and calm down or a bit before we could even get up to leave the theater. I hope it wins some oscars. A couple of days after the movie I went shopping with another friend and we cooked a great dinner. While we and everyone else was otherwise occupied I got my ipod, ipod charger, universal plugin adapter, digital camera, and 200 dollars stolen out of my room. Yeah it sucks, no more pictures and i cant sleep without my ipod, and i sure would like my money...i still have my passport and my debit card so I dont feel like i can complain. I also didnt have my things locked up. You might remember I had to have my lock sawed off the locker because the genius I am locked the key inside. I guess I can be damned if i do and damned if i dont. I have a lock on my locker now, but i hate it. I have to get in there numerous times a day and I just dont like it. I shouldn´t have to keep people out. The guy who stole from me was argentinian. Today I have to go to the police and report him, eh. Maky is kind enough to come with me and I really don´t want to go. I´m hung over and tired. One of the hostel owners bought me a beer cause my shit got stolen and without eating dinner 1 1/2 liters was enough. Aww now the little boy, 5 years old, that is the son of one of the wonderful people who work at the hostel brought me a little childrens picture book in english and spanish and he is pointing out every picture and he is practicing english while i learn more spanish, how could anything be cuter!? I´m gonna go play with him now. See you guys in a couple months, I´ll be back soon!