After returning from Trekking all day, I quickly showered and took a bus from my house to downtown to meet up with some girls. I was extremely late and the girls were getting angry. We met up downtown and boarded another bus that took us to Villa General Belgrano. It was a two hour bus ride. I had been to this town once before. My first week in Argentina I went here for a festival to celebrate Independence Day. This time we were going for Oktoberfest.
We arrived at Oktoberfest around 11 pm. We went to the festival part, but it was winding down. We saw a short pagent where some couples danced tango. It was pretty cool.
It was very cold outside, so we went to a restaraunt. We were very tired as well. We wanted to meet up with 11 of our friends who had been there all weekend, but they were all tired from they day and went to their hostel to sleep. The Oktoberfest part closed at 2 am.
We eventually met up with two members of the other group, (Luckily for me they were both guys) and we went to a couple boliches. One was outside and one was inside. It seemed as if, Oktoberfest would be the ideal way to celebrate the last day of my birthday week, but it was terrible.
The festival had closed, it was cold outside, we had nowhere to sleep, and my friends would not keep their english voices down. As usual it was me and a group of girls (until the two guys showed up later). Their loud voices in the streets drew all the drunk Argentinans to us. I felt very uncomfortable, so I decided not to drink anything. There was one moment where a couple of us heard the people next to us speaking in spanish plotting a way to steal the girls` purses. Thank goodness we speak spanish too.
To keep it short, it was a terrible night, but I still had fun dancing. I did not sleep and returned to my house at 10 in the morning. I know I am always a target here, but I try to down play my risk by speaking spanish. My friends decided that they did not care, and that was very frustrating for me.
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