The next few days pretty much went the same way, waking up relatively early, watching football, drinking beer, eating the crap unsubstantial meals and cooking up some vegetables. I was waiting for my friend Rowan to arrive, he was travelling the states and was currently in Portland, Oregon. I was early as I was supposed to be in the Caribbean but obviously I've had some problems so thought it best I leave and get to mainland US. Rowan should be arriving in a couple of days so I still had time to kill doing not much at all. I watched the Italy game and was very disappointed by their drawing the game, I was relieved actually that they had drawn after conceding the first goal. By this point I hadn't really ventured out to the French quarter at night, the only place I had been at night was the hostel. The good points of this were that fact that I wasn't spending much money whilst sacrificing potential fun, plus I would be going out the whole time Rowan was here to make the most of the time of actually having a friend to do things with. By that I don't mean the people at the hostel were inferior, its just that most were under 21 or into completely different things. The next couple of days went exactly the same way; watching football, drinking beer and not really doing much.