Yesterday we went to two polo matches. Polo is friggin awesome! I am going to learn the rules and start going to some matches in DC and Northern VA. Last night we decided to make it a last hurrah by going out for a nice dinner and then to this dutch bar (kind of like Brickskeller) with a great outdoor roof deck. We drank beers and talked about life until almost 4am (bars in Argentina stay open pretty much all night) . When the waitress brought us our check she put it down and told Jon in Spanish "Now, this isn't a joke - this is actually your bill." It was....a large number. We were all extremely intoxicated though so I suppose we got our money's worth.
Now I'm heading home. I've loved this trip, but I am ready to go home. I miss Kate and my liver is about to go on strike. I can't wait to show you all pictures of what is an absolutely amazing city.











My personal hitch is that American Airlines seems to have lost my luggage. Hopefully it'll show up tomorrow. If it doesn't, Yulia promised to take me to Eve St. Laurent so I can buy some pretty dresses. I don't care, I'll enjoy myself no matter what. However, my digical camera card reader is in my lost bag so you'll need to wait on pictures.
Saturday I went to Chicago to meet up with Dad & Jo to visit my 




