Last Tango in Buenos Aires? Not likely.
Trip Start Sep 22, 2012
12Trip End Oct 21, 2012
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When our pick-up arrived, we bade farewell to the Jasy hotel and took the long drive out to Iguazu airport. We had no idea yet our delay would end up being over two and a half hours! Since there's so little to do in Iguazu airport, we relied on the remaining power of our iPhones to keep us entertained until departure.
I had bought full fare for these flights as there were so few flight options, but in reality, we could've used staff travel as the flights were only about three quarters full
Once again everyone applauded when the plane landed. Before leaving Iguazu, I wrote an email to the BA hotel, advising them we wouldn't take the $ARG60 transfer as our flight was so delayed (and also we thought we could do cheaper). Well unfortunately, we caught a standard cab, right in the middle of peak hour, right into the centre of town and it cost $ARG70. Bugger!
The accommodation is somewhat weird. It's a hostel right in the middle of the city, with non English speaking staff, spiraling staircases and tiny doors, which is just what every traveller with a huge suitcase needs. It's also noisy, which seems to be standard in BA. But it costs $40 a night so, whatever.
Ted and I walked down the main street and ate at a pub restaurant, where we could enjoy dinner whilst admiring the huge mural of Eva Peron. And pay for it too, thanks to that annoying outdoor dining fee! When we returned to the hotel, I asked the night manager (with a combination of my broken Spanish and his broken English) where we could hire a taxi to take us to the airport in the morning. He advised that taxis won't take people waiting to the international airport, meaning you have to book and pay $ARG200 instead. How convenient!
Since our day had spiraled out to become so incredibly long, it wasn't hard to fall straight asleep when we went to bed.
Apologies that this riveting post doesn't have more photos but really, what was I going to photograph? Iguazu airport, chaotic Buenos Aires traffic, or a dodgy inner-city hostel???