I will do a quick update about New Years Eve: we made a picnic, got in a taxi, went to our friends' apartment, got on a bus, and went to Puerto Madero.
We danced. We danced a lot. Until the mood shifted, and shit flew, and somehow there were some tears and some fighting. I'm not sure what was going on, because I was too busy peeing on a tree. Look, it's really hard to find bathrooms in South America. There aren't really public restrooms anywhere, restaurants and shops are impossible to get into if you're not buying something, and especially on New Years Eve, the only place to pee is in nature. And sometimes nature is just one tree growing out of the sidewalk on the side of one of Buenos Aires' major streets. Don't judge me. The only reason I picked my tree is because people were using all the other ones. Stay classy, SA.
Tay and I arrived home around 6am. Fortunately the 3 liters of water I drank all night [that everyone made fun of me for] meant that I had a peaceful sleep and a pleasant first day of 2013.