July 16-17: The last blog

I went to class at 9:30am (July 16), after not getting any sleep. I found out I got a 10 (out of 10) in my class! Our professor also made us chocotorta (only the best dessert EVER). YAY! After class, I went to the store with Nicole to buy mate and two giant containers of dulce de leche to bring home (to of course make chocotorta). I then took a nap from 12:30-6:30pm. I officially decided I'm an idiot for not getting facebook information for the people I met last night, but they live close to the club, so I thought maybe they'd be there again Friday night. We had rice soup and veggies for dinner. I packed and did some organizing, then went to a bar in Plaza Serrano for Nicole's 21st birthday. Around 3am I went to Club Araoz (boliche) again, in hopes of finding the guy I danced with on Thursday night for 3 hours and forgot to get his facebook info (STUPID STUPID STUPID). The taxi driver and I had a fabulous conversation in Spanish, again, about how cold it is outside and me not wearing a jacket. GUESS WHAT BUENOS AIRES, IT'S NOT THAT COLD. I'm kind of sick of instantly standing out as a tourist just because I'm not wrapped up in 5 jackets, scarves, gloves, and borderline snow gear. Anyway, either my 3 hour dance partner wasn't there or I never saw him (MUY TRISTE), but I ended up meeting a group of people from Columbia who were really nice. It's funny how the people from Columbia, Peru, etc, are SO NICE in comparison to some of the other Argentine creepers (this is just a ridiculous generalization, and obviously I've met MANY wonderful Argentine people, but I haven't yet met a creepy person from one of the other Central or South American countries). We hung out and danced until about 6am, then hung out at their apartment until 11am. One of the guys was SHOCKED when he found out I spoke English... guess my Spanish is getting really awesome and I'm really starting to blend in here! It was an awesome way to spend my final evening in Buenos Aires. Spending over 5 hours with someone who knows less than 10 words in English = a significant increase in my level of Spanish fluency. YAY! One of the guys took the subte all the way home with me to make sure I made it safe. After I got home at noon, I took a shower and finished packing (yeah, I'm definitely going to have to check two bags, one of which will probably be over 50 pounds... god damn you heavy dulce de leche in glass containers). I can't believe my one month here is over. NO QUIERO REGRESAR A LOS ESTADOS UNIDOS! NO QUIERO! What a sad sad day. Well this is obviously my last blog... time to finish packing and say my goodbyes. :( See you all in a couple days.