The bus journey to Puerto Iguazu was not too bad at all. All they did was feed us and tried to shove champagne down our necks so we would sleep (on the fully reclined seats). It did not seem like 15 hours and we both slept pretty well so arrived nice and fresh, or as fresh as you could be after 15 hours on a bus. Our hostel is great. Very clean with a good breakfast, and mega cheap. The town has nice restaurants and bars , also cheap. We sampled some beer last night so taking it easy today.
We decided to hop in a taxi to Iguazu falls. Our driver was Pedro. He was half Russian and not sure what the other half was. Really nice guy but drove like a crazy man (so there is some Argentinian in there). We got to the falls in record time and it cost us the grand total of 40 pesos (about 6.80ish quid) well worth it. The get into the park it costs (30 pesos each, 5 quid) We got on a wee train and headed through the national park and saw tons and tons of butterflies. We have never seen so many and so many different kinds. Of course they kept landing on Debo who was freaking out as she hates things like that, but got used to them after a while. No wonder they say "poor Niagara"..once you have seen the Iguazu Falls. The are WOWWWWWWWWW. If you only do one thing before you die, you must go and see the Iguazu falls. They are spectacular. Loads of smaller ones and then a big daddy one. We crossed a really long walkway and underneath there were crocs..yes crocs and they were waiting on someone falling in. Luckily no one did. You then arrive at a view point which oversees the Brazilian border and the biggest fall of them all. Again this was out of this world and we have taken loads and loads of pictures to bore you all with. Decided to get the bus back and waited and waited at the bus stop. Eventually this old chug a boom drove into the station and it was every man for themselves. You cant be polite here or we would still be standing there. The bus cost 8 pesos for the 2 of us and it took around 30 minutes, which felt like 2 days. It was hot and full of old people moaning about life but they all fell asleep, so it was not too bad (after IB bonked them all on the head with his bag, only joking)
Tomorrow we have the pleasure of sitting on a bus for 21 hours to Tucuman and this time we don't have the super seats. Only slightly super so no doubt we will be like burst couches when we arrive. We are planning on staying there for a few days and then heading to either Salta or wine producing Mendoza, or both. We will just have to see, as everything is so far apart and we need to be back in Buenos Aires on 30th April and are trying to keep to our budget.
Love the Blues
(PS Debo is slightly cream in colour now and not white)!! Horraaayyyy Legs still the same.
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cannae be as big as the mighty horse shoe falls in the rotten calder.
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