I have learned to tango. Well, almost. Our hostel had a free lesson which we all took last night, was a load of laughs. Between Jeremy and I we have 4 left feet, and trying to be sensual and ladylike in giant clodhopper functional hiking shoes, it was a challenge. But I think I made it work! After about an hour if lessons and the two Sarahs finding dancing partners, we'd managed to work up an appetite. On the menu? Not steak. I managed to find the BEST chicken parmigiana outside of Melbourne - who'd have thought? Washed down with more Argentinian Malbec, of course.

Needless to say, after dinner we made it back to the hostel for the end of Happy Hour. Not the greatest decision, but definitely a fun one! Many, many Long Island Iced Teas were had, resulting in drunken dancing and many sore heads this morning.

Headed to Racoleta Cemetery today to have a gander at all the old graves, most notably Eva Perõn's resting place. Was eerily beautiful, and well worth the visit. Also meant that we got in a decent walk, in training for Peru next week (still slightly pooing myself at the thought of it. I'm hoping humour will get me through!!).

Thoughts so far?

- I have never eaten so much meat. The average standard of food here is actually pretty decent.
- We have been super lucky so far to not have come across fake banknotes. Apparently quite common, so we're all wary of it now!
- The average age of backpackers here seems a little older. A very good thing I think!
- Travelling in a larger group has been handy. It's meant we don't really get hassled all the time, and has made things seem safer in terms of being targeted by scams...

Tonight we're doing another tango lesson! Will turn profesh by the end of the trip. And another steak meal. With an 'open' wine bar. Will need to drink a lot to ensure we get our value out of it ;)