It's a hard life, this teaching lark. We were up at 6:30 this morning, like all workday mornings, to catch the Subte and to be at work by 8am. Rush hour here (las horas picos) are after 8am and before 10.

We finish teaching at 9:30 and we have a choice, depending on how much lesson planning we have, either stay downtown and do some work and get some breakfast in a cafe, or go home, it only takes half an hour and that means you can have a couple of hours at home before heading out for the next job.

Either way for me, breakfast is a couple of medialunas...

The downside today was that I was working during England's game, so I missed out on the Argentine commentary, caught the replay on one of the two 24hr footie channels though, well the goals at any rate. I wish could post the 'Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooolllll inlgaterra Peterrrr Crrouchaaaa'

Update: Here's the Argentinian TV commentary for Gerrard instead

And now the Paraguay players are crying... awwww  ¶ 8:54 PM