San Juan Eco Hotel
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- Swimming pool
- Wheelchair accessibility
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It's been a busy couple of days. Yesterday was our one year anniversary and we were travelling all day :-(, starting with a boat from Ilha Grande at 1pm even though we were booked on the 12pm by a tour operator.. there was no 12pm. Thought we'd never get off that island! After the boat it was a bus to Rio and then a flight to Iguacu. It was late …
... near the next viewpoint at the Salto Bossetti falls. We'd walked over these falls on the Upper trail and were amazed by them from the top but from this viewpoint.....wow! The noise was deafening and the spray was tremendous even a little way back. My bum length raincoat was hardly a match for the spray at the beginning of the lookout, let alone at the end but Margot put on her poncho and ventured to the end. She said it was like being under the falls. We were, once again, 'slightly ...
Well fancy seeing you here! Hola to you too! Picking up from where we left off... So, as you do, we decided to pop across from Argentina to Paraguay for the afternoon... You know how it is. No big deal. Just travelling through three South American countries in the space of a few hours... Yeah, no sweat. Just the usual then! Conveniently located just across the Rio Paraná, which divides Brazil and Paraguay, Ciudad del Este/City of the East is known as the 'Supermarket ...
... truly kept that pineapple boy working hard, that's for sure. Inevitably, we both couldn't move after ALL ZE MEAT... The waiters still kept bringing more over, long after we'd actually stopped eating... To the point that I even shouted at one of them "NOOO, NOT THE MEAT AGAIN, MAKE IT STOP"... Ok, maybe I didn't quite do that, but we eventually pushed our plates away and sat back, holding our round bellies, whilst grimacing... This unsurprisingly ...
... the unsigned, almost pitch black park to another bus stop at the other side. An upside of this was that I met Italian Giuseppe and Brazilian Marcelo, who were waiting for the same bus-that-was-never-going-to-come, and they suggested that, after eventually getting back to town, that we go to the Ice Bar, which was basically a refrigerated container that funneled through tourists in 30 minute intervals to take selfies and partake of the open bar. Odd.
Visiting the ...