Trip Start Jan 07, 2009
43Trip End Oct 08, 2009
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Where I stayed
Camping El Viejo Americano
In the end we had to be satisfied with ants in every size, with golden arse, anteaters who eat them, tucans and spiders. Oh and a hummingbird, that moved between the trees like a giant bee.
The campsite was in the jungle (surrounded by a fence -did not seem to be too strong), we were waking up with howler monkey howling, parrot shouting, cricket sound and no idea what else added to this morning concerto.
Iguazu is also a strange place weatherwise. We truly experienced the 2000mm average yearly rainfall, 5 times a day. Every 2 hours it is raining for 1 hour and you try to adapt yourself (such as moving your tent and yourself to the loo).
And trying to dry your clothes, pegging them and finiding the rope empty after a long, wet, tiring daytrip. You might think that this confirms the stereotype of the Argentinian (like we did) but far from it. Our neighbours, a nice elder couple were hiding them to dry in their caravan until we finally found out. Have never been so happy for my pair of socks!
Now we are back to Buenos Aires getting used to 20-hours night bus trips. Christian found a new Argentinian friend to watch football together (Ariel is a die-hard supporter of 1. FC Nuernberg!, that he could prove with his original club shirt!)
And tonight our last beefsteak is waiting for us, before heading down to Patagonia, to live again on instant soup.
All and all Argentinians are very pleasant breed of humans as long if you donīt believe them everything, at least about football...
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