We got off the bus and soon realised the dramatic difference in temperature from Iguazu. I guess that can happen when you drive seventeen hours to the south. We grabbed our bags and headed towards the metro station. This requires walking a cauldron of people trying to sell shit and one random person spraying some shit on our backpacks (which is apparently how they like to mug people). After finally getting to our hostel we checked in and Clinton spent about thirty seconds there. Turns out there was the final of the pre-season cup on and one of the local teams were into the final. So upon hearing this he quickly ran and grabbed some decent clothes, we had been wearing shorts up until this point, and headed off to the match. By all reports he
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