Last night we went out to Frida Kahlo, a Mexican restaurant in Belgrano. It made history for Julie and Trevor, who took their first 45 minute cab ride out there! It was muy lejos but it was worth it, they had a mariachi band and tortilla chips! More cheeeps? JES!!!

There was a minor mix up along the way...you see, I somehow got roped into being the event coordinator, and the original restaurant wouldn't let me make the reservation. Then when I was trying to relay the message I couldn't get ahold of Jen, Toby and Ian, so they fortunately called Davin and we were all able to hang out. At dinner we tried many things, all of which were called something different, but looked suspiciously the same. I liked my chicken and red salsa, but apparently the fajitas didn't sizzle and the type of meat that was used is still being debated.

The dinner was followed by a stroll around Palermo, and we finally ended up in a bar in Palza Serrano. The copa de vino tinto I had was 4 pesos, and a ginormous beer was 9. So we had a few. Then as our numbers dwindled and the buzz started to wear off, we began a game of Truth or Dare, which led to me standing on a chair and yelling something, I don't remember what, Toby stripping and licking Amanda's face, and my favorite, Ian going out to the street and rubbing his bum against the window "like you mean it!"

Jen and I then made our way back to the village where we headed to our favorite bar, Los Portenos (I am a regular now!) for a late night snack. We were greeted by some Ar-gents who we joined and proceeded to talk to-in Spanish!-until 7 in the morning. Wow. Then I slept a bit, met Gina for a stroll and lunch, and now am working on a paper about prepositions for class tomorrow. The lesson Friday went so well, and tomorrow should also be great, a lesson on verb phrases. Think: break up, break out (2), break in, break down (2), break through, break dance... Should be fun. I hope they get it!