Waking up on the morning of my Birthday is usually a fairly unpleasant affair due to the inevitable hangover from the previous night’s celebrating or, more recently commiserating. This birthday was no different in that waking up was indeed unpleasant, however this time the reason wasn’t a hangover, but because I had woken up on a bus. This unfortunately isn’t a crazy anecdote of me getting hammered the day before my birthday and somehow ending up on a bus going somewhere I had never heard of. No, I was on a bus purposely and fully aware of my actions in order to get to Bariloche in Argentina. We had come from Colonia again in Uruguay after having spent one more night there, and was currently making our way to our destination via a 24 hour bus ... read more

Once back in BA, we had a little over 2 weeks until our friend Louise from home was due to meet us, and therefore we decided to split this time into two parts. Week 1 would be spent in Uruguay and week 2 in Bariloche, back in Argentina. The fact that we could get to Uruguay in around an hour was draw enough for us, but the warmer weather in this part of the world when comparing it to Southern Argentina was the clincher, and so we headed north to a small town called Colonia. In order to get to Colonia, it seemed the best way was to make the short journey over the water in one of the frequent taxi ferries leaving from BA’s port. When we arrived at the ticket desk we asked which ... read more

Whilst in Mendoza, it seemed there was actually more to do here than just drink wine and hang out (although this was fine by us), when we noticed a sign for white water rafting. Having done it a few times before and thoroughly enjoying it, Donna and I were keen to try it again, and so to was Matt having never been before, we saw this as an opportunity to get out of the city, and have some outdoor fun together. So, we booked it all up and before we knew it we were being fitted for our safety gear and being giving paddles. A fairly short but deliberate safety talk followed, and we were suddenly thrust into the raft. The weather wasn’t the greatest that day, and it was in fact a little cold, however ... read more

After a 24 hour bus journey from Iguazu, we finally reached Salta. The bus journey was actually pretty smooth and we all came out of it having had a good sleep and feeling pretty chipper. We made our way to the hostel that we had pre booked and managed to get in our room as soon as we arrived even though it was early in the morning, this meant we could get sorted and head straight out. The hostel itself was a weird one in its layout, and it wasn’t the nicest or biggest dorm room we have ever stayed in, however it would only be for a night, so we couldn’t really complain. The first thing we wanted to do was get on the cable car that takes you a fair height up one of ... read more

Introducing Matt to his first 18 hour bus drive wasn’t something we were looking forward to. We had done a few of these ourselves in the past few months and were therefore almost immune to them, but how would Matt react? Answer…. Like he had been doing them for years. This was a huge bonus as we had several more of these to come over the coming fortnight, and if we was to see everything we wanted to see, these bus journeys were essential and were going to be frequent. On arrival to the small town of Puerto Iguazu we managed to find ourselves a nice little hostel close to the centre of town with a pool and with a room that hosted 5 people. The 5 bed room was a requirement as although at the ... read more