a rip in the time/space continuum.....

This an image of what a rip in time could look like, according to Dr Who. I still have other places to Blog about, and i will spiral back to them on the weekend....
I am now in Buenos Aires, a week and one day.
And what a roller-coaster ride! Arrived in on a Friday, hostel booked and pesos in my pocket. Discovered i was in Party Central, and the dorm room with five young women was HQ.
Sunday, one of the room-ies who is writing, invited me to Starbucks to be her writing buddy, that sounded cool, except for the venue...but that's where she regularly sifts off the WI-fi, when in Rome, or Buenos Aires.
First mistake. Starbucks. So we were in there, looking fabulously writerly, when this older woman (in her 60's) and a male companion, said to Olivia (writing buddy from Sao Paulo, Brazil) there was something on her back. Chocolate sauce by the look of it. So Olivia goes to the bathroom to clean it off . I'm left at the table with our notebooks and bags on the window ledge. The woman comes around behind me and taps me on the shoulder. Second mistake; I turn around. She is talking away to me in Spanish and while i'm distracted and saying the 'no entiendo', her accomplice swipes Olivia's bag. It was about 10minutes later when Olivia notices and runs outside. I felt sick. She was furious. Her flash camera, mobile phone, computer cord in the backpack and she had no travel insurance. I felt sicker. Dreadfully responsible for not keeping my eyes out. Horrible. Ended up getting money out for her to try and replace what had been stolen. Awful. That was Sunday.
Monday i though, 'shit, i need to find a job!' Bought the English Buenos Aires Herald, there was one situations vacant-for a teacher of English. Emailed the site that night with the CV and etceteras, checked Tuesday, a reply email for an interview that afternoon, Wednesday back in for an orientation, Thursday my first two classes, and now it's Friday again. I move to another Hostel tomorrow that promises to be a bit more tranquil, windows in the room, larger, with a sunny courtyard and $10pesos cheaper per night. I go into what is now my local Panaderia, and Diego(we did formal introductions today) says it's Argentina's best friends day, i say i have no amigos here, he kisses my check (as you do) and says 'you have one now.'
What a WEEK eh.
To all my friends/amigas y amigos, miss you, love you lots.