Just what the doctor ordered

Last night I ventured out alone for the first time after dark. I took a cab even though it was not a far walk, just to be safe. I didn't bring a purse, stuck some extra cash in my bra, and just kept my phone and other cash in my pockets (plus my passport copy and credit card in my cash belt). You can never be too careful!

Anyway, so I decided to try out the Irish Pub and I'm very happy that I did (no pictures because I didn't want to bring my camera). A band was playing American covers, mostly from the era of The Beatles. I don't think I've mentioned yet, but South America, or at least Argentina and Uruguay, absolutely LOVE them. You'll see a photo below of a bar called Los Beatles that I saw today. It's THAT popular.

The lead singer of the band was an older gentleman who came over and said hello. His English was decent and he explained that the band was him and his sons. He wrote down his information so I could become a fan on Facebook. I will :)

I also met a nice Uruguayan guy name Christian. He bought me a beer and we chatted for quite awhile. He does similar work to what I do, so we at least had a common topic to fall back on. The music was enjoyable, though made me chuckle occasionally because a Spanish accent on Norwegian Wood is a bit funny. As I was getting ready to leave, around 1am, a group of three Marines came in. They work at the American embassy, each at a different time on their year long tours. They were all very nice and we chatted briefly but my cold was really getting to me so I had to leave. Christian helped me find a cab and I made my way home to bed, where I took a healthy dose of drugs and slept my first 8 hours since I started this trip.

Today has been very mellow. I'm rather out of energy for wandering around taking pictures. I went back down toward the Mercado del Puerto, where I purchased an inexpensive mate cup and straw, to remind me of the experience, then walked a bit down by the harbor. I decided to take a taxi to the Palatio Legislavito (where government happens) because I had heard there were tours. I didn't however consider that it's Saturday, so the place was very empty. Turned out not to be the greatest area either, although there was a police officer stationed by the building. I simply did a lap of the building, took a bunch of photos, then hailed another cab and headed back to the hostel.

My plan now is to just hang here in the beautiful weather until about 5pm, when I will make my way to the harbor to catch my ferry back to Buenos Aires. If there are people around to go out with tonight, I may do one last hoorah, but if not I'll have no problem with heading to bed early. Tomorrow I will spend the remainder of my pesos at the San Telmo market, then head to the airport!