back in BA!

Actually it wasn't too exciting because nobody had time to meet me (especially Nico who we wanted to meet again before we left..) but it just didn't happen. On monday we went for the last time to the tango lessons and met a guy agian that we knew from the times we went before. So in the end we went together with 5 other people to a Milonga where Andrew, the teacher performed that night. The performance was really good but there were just so many other people who were just flying over the dancefloor that Miri just sat there staring at all those people! It was amazing how fast they moved and before you could blink they were at the other end of the room!
Oh.. I have to tell you: our departure from the house was pretty crazy! We stayed at the same familys house again, like we did the three weeks we were studying spanish. So on tuesday at 8.45 pm we had the flight to Seattle and we asked the Mom what the best way would be to get there (this is at about 1.45 pm). So she starts to look up different stuff and finally, half an hour later she finds out that there is a bus that drives directly to the airport.. only difficulty: the bus takes 3 hours! And Miri and I just looked at each other and said: what?!? because that would mean that we would have to leave at 2.30 to get to the busstation, have enough time to check in and all of that.. fortunately we had already packed all our stuff but we still had to return the cellphone we had borrowed from a friend of Guillermos. Oh shit! But the Mom told us to calm down and that it'll be all right. So when we figured everything out, had a little bit to eat and finally left the house it was already 3 o'clock. Our last mission was to buy some yerba for the mate and then up to the Subte and the busstation. So we got there.. thougth everything was going to be fine.. but.. the bus didn't come! We started asking people and they just said that it has to come every minute and we wait. At almost 4 it finally comes and we ask the busdriver, just to be sure and what can I tell you: he was not going to the airport! What? It was one bus of another number (which has passed us about 8 times in between) AAAHHH I hate this bussystem! Not that you neverknow where the busstation is, you can't even rely on the guide and then they have busses with the same number but different routes! I could go insane!
End of the story: the bus only took 2 hours, so we got there at about 6 pm and had plenty of time.. ufff!