So, I am doing my best to meet new people every day. Today I hung out with some guys from Georgetown and Occidental and we walked around extremely poor neighborhoods looking for Boca, the immigrant port town that is famously pictured on almost every Argentinian postcard (as seen here...not my picture by the way, I still have to open up my camera case). Anyways we were hassled ridiculously by people trying to sell us their extremely overpriced tourist fare. One asked me where I was from and I responded, in Spanish, that I was from Germany. He started to speak to me in German. That backfired. So, I told him that I didn't understand him because I am really from Canada. He then goes on to explain to me that he was glad that the Canadians beat the US in the Olympics. I didn't say anything else.
I also saw a woman on the subway the other day that had a tattoo on her neck declaring, in english, that "The Empire of the United States will Fall." Great, I thought, you are welcome to hate our country, but very very strange to have it tattooed on your neck.
Anyways, I am going out tonight to try the whole "boliche" scene, that is, bar scene, and might go to a club after that. I don't really want to go clubbing, but, we will see what happens. I am thinking I won't get in until 5 or 6 AM, either way. Wish me luck.
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