My boyfriend, Charles, arrived in Argentina just in time for a World Cup game and my birthday. I picked him up and we went straight to a cafe to watch the game. Charles brought Argentina some luck because they won 6-0 against Serbia and Montenegro. We donned some Argentine gear and headed over to the obelisco for the celebrations, which were fantastic and over the top, despite it being the middle of a work day.
Later, we hopped on a bus to Sierra de la Ventana, a small mountain town in the Buenos Aires province. As luck would have it, I forgot the address of our accommodation, but fortunately we were staying at the zoo. "Eco-Parque Kooch," to be exact, but all of the signs we followed led us to the zoo.
We arrived at 6:30 a.m., so the splendor of the zoo was hidden in the darkness, and we headed off to bed. At about 9 a.m., the caretaker woke us when she came to our cabin to see us by the light of day. Her hand was wrapped in toilet paper and, by the looks of things, was bleeding profusely. When we asked what happened she told us that one of the monkeys had escaped and attacked her.
We rushed quickly to to see this dangerous creature and found the caretaker's ladder still propped up against the monkey hit.
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