I stayed at the hostel most of the day resting and trying to sleep off the sickness. I went out for one walk along the Rio Tigre. The river was busy with kayaks, wooden tourist boats and larger green barges. Later in the day I said goodbye to the Scotsman and the 3 Argentine construction workers. They were leaving together for Rosario. That night at dinner a young Dutch couple talked to me about Patagonia. They had just returned from a long car trip there. The roads were bad they said, but the penguins and the glaciers were not to be missed.