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Published: September 12th 2007
The meat is cooking (very slowly) and the night is young (12.00am).
Enjoying a rooftop 'asado' before hitting the town.
Warming up with a 1 litre cup of Argentinian ale ('Quilmes')
The Beginning of the End!
No turning back!
It's all down hill from here!
The dodgy Argentinian pop music starts to sound good!
We're even meeting some locals...whoever they might be!
It's getting late and I'm clearly not paying attention anymore...
I'm sure our hostel is around here somewhere. But where? (6.00am)
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