Days 4-7

Ai ai ai it has been a crazy few days....

Days 4 and 5
I honestly don´t even remember what we were doing on Sunday (day 4) and I forgot to write things down, but I don´t think it was too crazy. Monday, however, I woke up to a scared and hurried Martina because apparently Mercedes had to go to the hospital in the wee hours Monday morning (~4am) because her stomach was hurting her very badly, and Martina wanted to get back there before they decided they needed to operate. Turns out her appendix needed to be taken out, although it wasn´t an emergency so it ended up being like 3 or 4 pm before they operated on her. 

After I woke up all the way and Martina left, however, Miguel came home and I went with him and Marcela to a bank about 30 minutes away to try to do some paperwork that needed to be done after Marcela´s wallet was stolen last week. (I found out about this Sunday night--her wallet was stolen from her job by a customer who was snooping where they weren´t supposed to be, and then spent a lot of money that they don´t know if they will be able to get back). So that took a few hours, and around 3 we arrived at the hospital, just a little bit before they took Mercedes away to be operated on. 

The rest of that night was pretty chill. 
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Day 6 
Today was crazy!!! Martina came home around mid-morning and took me to visit Mercedes at the hospital in the early afternoon, so that was good. However Mercedes was in a lot of pain and her doctor had told her that she had to walk around because she had gas that was stuck in her intestines. However, walking only made it hurt a lot worse, so the doctors did a bunch of tests (I don´t know if the found anything or what they found).

While we were at the hospital, the Germany-Brazil fútbol game started and Oh. My. Goodness. It was so insane--In the first 10 minutes, Germany scored. Okay kind of a big deal, but whatever, right? At 21, 23, and 24 minutes into the game, Germany scored again. And again. And again. And again at 28!! It was so crazy. At that point they already beat World Cup history (I think) for number of goals scored during a World Cup match that were actual goals during the game (not penalties that had to happen from no one scoring during the normal time, or in over-time). 

At that point, Marcela and I left with Felicitas and Pablo, who came to visit Mecha later in the afternoon, to go hang out for a little while. We saw the end of the game at a TGI Fridays, where we stopped for a snack because dinner wasn´t going to be until 9:30 pm (it was only 6:30 then). Germany went on to smash World Cup history with not only scoring 7 points during a World Cup match, but also keeping the other team from scoring more than 1. In case you don´t know, a 6 point lead in a professional soccer game is almost unheard of--most teams are doing really well to get 2 goals, much less 7! 

We went back to Felicitas´ for a little while before going back out with Marcela´s other friend, Florencia, to a nice little restaurant where I had Penne pasta mixed with Salmon and some creamy sauce. I ate wayyyy too much but it was so good, and after that we went our separate ways. 

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Day 7 
Today I got up early to go with Miguel to find a jersey in Argentina colors, and I ended up finding a really nice one for really cheap! After that, we found me a small notebook to carry in my purse and write all of the new words I´m learning, and then we came back to the house for a few hours. 

Around 4 pm, Marcela got home and we headed towards Felicitas´ house to watch the Argentina game against the Netherlands. It was a hard game--both teams had a really good defense and really bad offense. They both had several great shots at the goal, but each time either team tried to make one, either the goalie made an awesome save, or the player completely missed the goal. Like, really badly. They even ended overtime (another half hour on top of the 90 minute game) at 0-0 and had to decide the game with penalty shots. 

Apparently when they resort to penalty shots, each team gets 5 tries to make a goal with only 1 player from 1 team against the goalie of the other team, and the best out of 5 wins. Well the Argentina goal keeper blocked 2 shots by the Hollanders and Argentina made 4 goals, so won 4-2 and then the world went crazy. Think New-York-City-on-New-Years insane. Of course, Feli, Pablo, and Marcela decided they wanted to go out in the melee, so we all put on face paint and went out to join the crowd that was surging toward the Obelisco. 

It was about 2 miles to the Obelisco and it was a lot of fun because everyone was singing and playing music and dancing and honking car horns the whole way, and eventually the crowd took over all of the streets and the police had to shut the roads down from vehicle traffic anywhere near it. After wandering around in the crowds there, we headed toward Palermo where Pablo lives, and a little more than 1/2 of the way there we finally got a bus. 

Just from the house to the obelisco and out to Palermo, it was about 8 kilometers (~4 1/2 miles), so I think it is safe to say we walked at least 6 miles today because we walked for a long time after getting to Palermo too, but it was definitely a good day!!

P.S. Argentina has a song to Brazil called "Brazil, Decime que se Siente," or "Brazil, Tell me how you feel" ( see here --> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UlD0lsWm8N4) that I heard maybe 60 or more times today. It was constantly being sung over and over all night, but everyone was having fun with it. Yesterday people were even joking saying "Brazil, decime que Siete, oops I mean Siente" because the #7 (siete) sounds like siente (feel) and it was funny... :) 

So yeah! More later