It is 9am on the morning before the Copa final. I haven't got a ticket for the final and Danish Nick, who had my press pass while I was in Uruguay, isn't responding to emails and calls. It looks like I am going to struggle to get in today. Half of Uruguay were on the ferries from Colonia to Buenos Aires last night and black market ticket prices are, rather predictably, going through the roof. 
Just to make matters more complicated, my bus to Patagonia leaves at 8pm, meaning that I need to take my rucksack with me to the Monumental Stadium. 
On my third cup of coffee before I set off. It is going to be an interesting day...