We entered Argentina at Puerto Iguazu, after being subjected to Furry Vengance (if I wasn´t entirely sure that Brendan Fraser should be made redundant for the rest of his days...I am now), and not being able to escape from this terrible film, whilst cramp set into my body from the waist down, I was desperate to arrive anywhere. A hole in the floor or a garden pond would have been the perfect stop at this point...Actually I make it sounds worse than it really was for dramatic effect - it was actually fine (the coach, not Brendan Fraser).
However, arriving in Puerto Iguazu, we felt lucky...leaving cold Sao Paulo behind, and blasted by humid 33 heat. Off came the fleece and socks, and we went for an explore around the town, which was dusty and orange, comprising of about 4 streets of shops, restaurants and a megadisco (which yes we did go to and party until 4 am - it was exceptional, in a rubbish sort of way, but made infinitely better by the presence of a pole! Brilliant).
The following day we went to the Iguazu Falls, which is trying to be voted one of the new 7 wonders of the world (the natural ones that is). I don´t think I quite have enough vocabulary to explain how stunningly beautiful it is. Bigger than Niagara and louder than a train, with green areas that rival the scenery of Avatar. Its incredible. Stunningly beautiful, peaceful (despite the hundreds of tourists) and quite unlike anything I have ever seen. I think it is my favourite things so far, mesmerising at every step.
After leaving there we endured another 18 hour coach (worse movies, but with food - hurrah!) to Buenos Aires. BA is nice, but very like Madrid, although we are staying here to rest and relax for a few days before heading out to the countryside again to do fun exciting things in Mendoza...cowgirl Jane here we come (if I get over horse fear that is!)
A horse is nothing for an intrepid traveller like yourself to fear. Remember they are just very friendly giants with extremely velvet noses
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