Day 24 Hospitals and Face Painting!

Today started off like any other in the Milhouse. After a few late beers the night before we were flat out asleep in our beds before the cleaners come in and ask do we want our room cleaned in the fastest Spainish I have ever heard. I agree the speed of their speech might have something to do with the alcohol taken on board the night before but the ladies would get the usual grunts and then a quick, "Non, grassy ass!" Seriously our Spainish is improving!

Ronan wasn´t feeling the best today so we decided to go to the doc. We all felt a bit sick after the 18 hour bus journey and then the soaking that we got at the match but Ro had a head cold and wasn´t feeling 100% and so decided it was best to nip it in the bud before it got any worse.

We went to reception and they suggested that we go to the hospital! A bit extreme we thought for a head cold but the receptionist explained that the doctor will charge for the callout, charge Ro extra because he is not a regular customer, charge extra for the drugs and probably send him to the hospital anyway. So the three of us set out across town on the subway. We were told to go to accident and emergency and wait there.... Disaster. We´ve all experienced this before in Ireland where you are sitting for nearly an hour before you fill out a form, never mind see a doctor but we got a ticket after some early questions and got to see the general doctor after a few minutes. He checked Ro out and he got the proper meds for the cold. Went to the chemist and filled the persciption and all done. I´d say it took about 30 mins. Amazing! All this for 150peso. It would have been cheaper as well if Ro was a member of the hospital! Ro sorted we headed back to the hostel.

Dinner tonight was back in the all you can eat across the road with two lads who were travelling on their own. Paul from Mountbellu (Don´t start!!) and Neil from Engerland. I just can´t spell place names. Again we ate above and below us all for 23peso. We headed back to the hostel and Ro went to bed and myself and Joe got ready for a night on the town...

Bahrain is a drum and bass club in town and it was a crazy spot. Again, they also used the order at till get a slip and go to the bar and hand it to the barman. The barman will then ask you what you want to drink, even though it is on the slip! The man that invented this would want to made us it! We met loads from the hostel including Amy, Liz and the guys from Bebo and a friend of Aiden O´Donnell (A lad from Crossmolina) from Dublin with his friend and the accountants.

We had a great night, there was face painting, dancing and just great craic. At 6:30 in the morning the nightclub finished and decided we would walk home. It took us an hour and a half to get back. We were asking for directions to the hostel with face paint all over us. Just made it back to the hostel in time for the breakfast and some sleep!!!

I love Buenos Aires...


Charlie