MISSIONES/PUERTO IGUAZU:
we are on a computer with pedals. again trying to escape the heat. 40 degrees or more, we are so stuck to our clothes that we are starting to wonder if we will ever be able to peel them of. now the thought of catching a bus down to Buenos Aires, is both enchanting - as it might well be airconditionned - and very scary: what if the tshirt fixates itself to the skin and is impossible to remove some 18hours later (oh yes, that is how long it will take us - setting the standards for our next bus rides over the Andes no doubt).
Anyhow, i just wanted to let you know that Senor Giardini turned 28 helped by Caipiriniahs that were stronger than Mr Fox`s G&Ts and a steak that was actually the size of half a cow.
Happiness ensued. also due to the fact that it was the first time we managed to abide by Argentinian times and have dinner at 11pm. ok, have been having relatively early nights but have solid excuses to back the facts, such as having to cope with hords of mosquitoes and furnace like rooms with no fans and hardly any windows. couple that with night buses and you have a great cocktail to give you the puffiest of eyes - to the point that even the wrinkles disipated into oblivion.
Other than that, i will just add to C`s previous comment about the Falls; they were breathtaking. really. i was expecting the equivalent of Fer a Cheval, but no, it was Fer a Cheval times a thousand!!
right, better get off to give you all some space to email back some news.
:-)
