Argentina gets the gold!

So our lease is about halfway up and our gym membership is about to run out (we'll see if that gets renewed...) and we still haven't even seen the Casa Rosada or Evita's grave. Which, to be honest, is not for lack of mobility but rather for lack of effort, as we have been to the cemetery twice but still haven't seen the tomb of it's most famous inhabitant. We did however complete our first tourist activity this week with a trip to the Museo Nacional de Arte Decorativo, which is probably the smallest museum in the city and the closest to our apartment and free on the day we went, but at least it's something. They were having a Rodin exhibit so I'd say it was 45 minutes well spent.

Pictures from the day out:


Last night we wanted a night on the town, and we decided trying a new bar was in order. We accidentally found some kind of local dive and had a couple of beers while we watched the soccer game (Argentina vs. Nigeria). At 3ish we left to go to Pachá, as has become the trend of our Fridays, as the music is much more Americanized (and danceable) compared to the electronica of Saturdays. We showed up expecting the typical unbearably crowded dance floor, and it was just as crowded as we expected except everyone was sitting. The screens around the room were all broadcasting the game. There was no music or dancing. Just sitting quietly on the white pleather benches the management had strewn about the dancefloor...it was very surreal. But we waited out the game with some more beer and then joined the celebration of Argentine glory by dancing to such hits as Scissor Sisters' "I Don't Feel like Dancing." And we ran into one of those rugby players...I swear, they are as omnipresent in this city as the dog crap that covers the sidewalks.

We came home at 6 starving, so we hit up McDonald's. They were out of hamburgers to our chagrin, as well as to that of the 30 or so teenage boys swarming the counter. So we devoured 2 large fries, then went around the corner and got empanadas which magically came with pieces of onion pizza-bread that I can't really describe but which was exactly what we wanted. Success.