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Iguazu (IK)

Published: June 19th 2011South America » Argentina » Misiones » Puerto Iguazú
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May 18th 2011

After an overnight bus (where we were offered whisky and champagne - the Argentineans know how to travel in style) we arrived in Puerto Iguazu, home of the famous waterfalls. We stumbled across a place owned by a quirky man but it was a camping ground (i.e. tents in his backyard). When we explained that we had no tent, he led us to a gorgeous little wooden cabin that he hand built. It wasn’t completely finished but he moved his tools and let us stay there for the night. He immediately liked us because we are from the land of kangaroos (he said this while imitating a kangaroo hop). The cabin was surrounded by plants and you could hear the nearby river - a beautiful spot. The owner had two rules: silencio after 10pm; and you ... read more



Money, money, money

Published: June 19th 2011South America » Argentina » Santa Fe » Rosario
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May 16th 2011

Despite their reputation, we found most of the locals in BA to be helpful and kind, but that didn’t help ease the shock of how expensive everything was. We did our research from a Lonely Planet guidebook that was five years old (oops!) and it seems Argentina is not as affordable as it was. Prices have at least tripled and in some cases are up to 10 times as much as we’d expected. So after one night we hopped on a four hour bus to Rosario, a small city on a wide river. It was here that we noticed everyone, and I mean every single person, was carrying a small pot and a thermos. We asked the guy at the hostel what it was and he said ‘yerba mate’ - a strong herbal tea that Argentineans ... read more



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May 14th 2011

Arriving at the airport in Buenos Aires (BA) involves lining up in about five different queues. Being the gateway to the outside world, the last queue is the most important. Mark and I were shuffling along with our heavy backpacks when a woman decided to jump the queue by about 40 places. The young woman immediately in front of us wasn’t about to lose her place - elbows out, feisty trolley antics - she stood her ground and squeezed the older lady out. Next it was our turn. I closed the gap in front and tried my best at being a pushy porteño (BA local). The queue-jumper was wearing way too many designer labels for me to feel sorry for her and let her push in. Look straight ahead, firm footing, angle your back and voila ... read more






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