Apart Hotel Los Troncos Ii Puerto Iguazu

Roamed around with some French pguys met at the hostel. Went to the crossing where the rive Iguauz meets the rio paraguay which marks the border between Paraguay Argentina and Brazil.<br>The day before we went over to Paraguay to pick up bus tickets to go north. We had to cross Brazil but seeing we were on a direct bus didnt need stamps but gotr an exit stamp from Argentina. Arriving in PAraguay we didnt get an entry ...

... it be more than the cost of the Visa itself to cross illegally, but that I look too American for them to even try. Needless to say, after I finished dinner with the kids from Pepperdine, I venture over to the Bus terminal to see if my luck may improve by talking directly to the drivers. I was wrong. Same answer, too risky as I look too American, damn! At this point I am about 3+ hours late to meet the Scharfs. But one of the cab drivers assures me that he can get me all the cocaine and ...

Today Troy left in the morning. I checked out an hour late at 11am due to sheer laziness, but the staff didn`t care. After breakfast I went on the internet for a bit then played pool for an hour or so with a Canadian guy called Alex who, like me, was also waiting around before he got a bus later that day. We had obscenely large steak sandwiches for lunch, and then another mad ...

... Sarah was on hand to remove him from my person and put the mofo to bed!<br><br>Morning, as always, came too soon and we had decided that our plan for the day involved sweet FA! We debated about whether to get the bus or a taxi into town and Matts impressive mathematical skills suggested that a taxi (for what we though was 50 pesos) between four of us would be better value than a 1.20 peso bus ride! Sarah, who struggled with numbers on this ...

... in our passports!<br>I can't remember what we did that day.. probably not much! Maybe had a sleep and a wander around the town? Ohh yeah!! We were STARVING so we went to a restaurant for our 1st Argentinian steak, and they were absolutely amazing - we were blown away at the melt-in-your-mouthness!!! I had a mushroom sauce and potato gem things, and Ben had a pepper sauce (my stomach is ...

... from above the 'Devil's Throat'. Words and photos just simply can never do it justice. You cannot describe the immense power, noise, ferocity and volume of the water crashing down every second. Has to be seen to understand. We found out what it means to stop dead in your tracks and stare open-mouthed. Before you realise you have been standing there for minutes in stunned silence and awe of the power of nature. Become a Boer ...

... and arms are now a different colour to our bums which is probably the best we've ever been in our lives! Sadly our legs never got the memo and remain a dismal 0.5.<br><br>What we miss: Dylan :(<br><br>What we dont miss: London Lifestyle<br><br>So we say goodbye to Brazil, leaving with heavy hearts but we are also eager to get back to a spanish country and all the new adventures that it holds...but first we have to get out...<br><br><br>

... But it was also quite crowded and there is not much else to do in the so called National Park unless you wanna pay to do guided tours etc which was pretty disappointing.<br><br>The Argentinian side is much cooler in that aspect, there is loads of trails that get you near an endless number of waterfalls, there is lots of wildlife (anteaters! birds and butterflies...), you can take a boat to an island in the middle of ...

... the little train for the 30min ride back to see it. Definitely worth it!<br><br>We then had to find some food before the bus ride, and ended up going to what looked like one of the nicest restaurants in town.Turned out that the meal for us both only cost about a tenner, and Rob got to samples some amazing Argentinian beef!<br><br>Bought some postcards then went back to the bus station to await the arrival of our bus to Tucuman.

... never ceases to amaze me. <br><br>Normally when people say "if you don´t like it then I'll take another one", I politely decline even if it is truly pathetic, but this time I was honest for once (actually thrice!) and rejected any photos which managed to cut off our heads, avoid the falls behind us, or ...