Iguazu

The bus from Salta leaving at stupid o'clock, it seemed to me that the best way to deal with the situation was to stay up all night until that point, otherwise I would not be able to wake up. The other advantage was that I would probably sleep quite well on the bus, and any time I could spend unconcious would be a great help. It ended up taking about 28 hours because of delays, but we finally arrived in Puerto Iguazu. By the time we had sorted all of our stuff out, we still had the afternoon to go and visit the Argentinian side of the falls.

When we got there, the whole place was overrun by American pensioners on vacation constantly asking the guide which stop they need to get off at, despite the guide having told them hundreds of times only seconds before. This did detract from the the whole experience of the the falls at first. It seemed like an eternity crossing the long, narrow bridge before getting to the first waterfall. At times it felt like jumping off the bridge and swimming up the river would be a much faster option. Finally getting there really changed my mind, however. The falls were so beautiful that it made me forget about how annoying retired people on vacation in big groups can be.

After taking the train to the second set of falls, we started feeling some rain drops, but thought nothing of it. It was actually quite refreshing having some water fall on us in the heat. We had enough time to get to the second set of falls, really enjoy the view, and basque in the beauty before a grey cloud formed over our heads and let loose almost as much water as the falls themselves. We were already soaked down to the bone before we managed to take even the first step back towards the train. Tropical weather stikes again.

This morning, I took the bus from Puerto Iguazu (in Argentina) over to Foz do Iguaçu (in Brazil). Strangely enough, it is nothing more than a local bus, but it crosses the boarder. The bus eventually dropped me off in Foz do Iguaçu where I managed to find a tourist information desk, where remembered that all the time I have spent learning Spanish is now completely useless, because it is a foreign language here too. Nonetheless, the woman told me about a hostel, which is quite some way out of town, but right next to the falls themselves, which will be nice for tomorrow.