Thursday: Gustavo is trying to expedite the process for getting me a digital certificate to access the grid here.  Ate at El Barba again, with Paul and his coworker.  This time I tried 'matambre', which is beef with some sort of vegetables rolled up inside.  I think it's my new favorite!.  A couple of bad news items: 1) the internet stopped working in my apartment and 2) inflation is here too; my laundry went from 9.50 pesos to 10 pesos.

 Friday: I was told I should have the EELA digital certificate soon.  I was invited in the evening to see the Narnia movie, but declined to go.  However I met up with the group for dinner after the movie at 11:00, at El Gaucho Italiano, where they make pizza on the grill, along with the usual fare of meat and pastas.  Once again, we finished at about 2:00 in the morning.

Saturday:  My internet is working again... hooray!  I walked around La Plata and found a small open air market in one of the plazas that sells arts and crafts type stuff.  I think they have it every Saturday.  I ended up back at La Fusta for lunch where the TV was showing that protesters were blocking the highway to Buenos Aires.  I hope they clear it up by tomorrow, since I am going to Buenos Aires to see my relatives again.  I ended up also having dinner at La Fusta, this time with Ingrid.  They had tango singers again, but we left just as they were beginning to perform.

Sunday:  The meeting with the relatives wasn't until 5:00pm, so I tookk the bus to Buenos Aires earlier in the day to see more of the city.  First I went to the touristy Florida Street to do a little shopping, then I walked along one of the main avenues, Corrientes, which passes by the obelisk, and found a buffet-style restaurant to have lunch.  I still had some time, so I decided to walk to Recoleta, the famous necropolis (city of the dead), where the tomb of Evita Peron is.  What an amazing sight.  It's a maze of tomb after tomb.  I asked one of the the security guards, "Where's Evita?".  The wiseguy answered, "In the sky!", before pointing me in the general direction.  I never did find her tomb, probably because I later found out that the tomb is in the family name of 'Duarte'.  I probably passed by it and didn't even notice.  It was then time to meet my relatives, so I walked back to Corrientes Avenue, where I took the subway to where my relatives live.  It was great to meet a branch of the family that I had never known before.  We ate and shared family stories.  The time went quickly and before I knew it, it was time to head back to La Plata.  I took a bus that took me all the way back to the main bus station (El Retiro).  From there, it was the bus back to La Plata, and finally walking back to the apartment after a long, but enjoyable, day.

Monday: No school today since it's Argentina's Flag Day.  Most everything is closed, so it's strangely quiet, with little traffic on the roads.  I did manage to find a small fast-food place to get something for lunch, but ate in for dinner.

Here are some pictures from Buenos Aires:

Some Salsa dancing in Florida Street:

The obelisk:

The Recoleta necropolis:

Around Recoleta:

Did I leave South Florida?