Couchsurfing Chronicles - Part Four, Boatsurfing

Couchsurfing in Rosario did not get off to the best start as we had no host for the first couple of days and had to retreat to a hostel. However that did not mean we gave up on couchsurfing completely and if we could not use the network to find a spare sofa, we figured we could at least use it as a rent-a-local-friend site.
It worked. We were invited to a party with a family of couchsurfers (two sisters and a brother) and their surfers (a Belgian couple). Turning up at their house with some booze we all got on very well and headed off to what they described as a Communist party for a due night of mayhem.
In the morning we woke up hungover and, alas, someone had agreed to host us for a few nights! We packed our bags and headed off to Jaime’s house which he shared with his musician cousin and film-directing, circus performer brother. I mention their professions because they played an integral part to our experience as we woke up to classical violen and cello duets alternating with film shootings littered with actors and extras.
Couchsurfing with Jaime took the concept to a whole other level with us not only surfing his couch (or rather his generously donated bed) but surfing his boat too!
We jumped at a polite invitation to go to a neighbouring island on his boat and after a couple hours searching for the keys, we found ourselves peacefully racing across the river in his small speedboat to meet his friends on the island and drink in the sun and cheap wine.
The next day we begged to return and Jaime and his friends came up trumps organising a full-on asado (BBQ) of steak, sausage and tripe.
That night we attempted to attend a Couchsurfing Rosario weekly meeting but found ourselves being particularly South American and arriving four hours late. Usually this would not be a problem in Argentina or apparently most of the continent however we proved this rule wrong and managed to arrive just as everyone was leaving. Fortunately the host of the meeting was keen to show us a good time and we used a mattress and steep staircase to try a literal expression of couchsurfing.
As quite a young host as such, we were only his third, Jaime was keen to show us his city and did a great job. We left Rosario blissfully in love with the city and totally enamoured with the concept of couchsurfing, friendsurfing, familysurfing and particularly boatsurfing.