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Published: February 26th 2013
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Originally I had been planing on spending the week after Rio recouping on a beach in the north of Brazil, however a random invitation to attend a two day music festival in Buenos Aires meant that my time in Brazil was to be cut short and I headed straight over to Foz de Iguazu for my final day in Brazil.
I had heard from many that the Brazilian side of the falls were not as impressive as the Argentinean side, so I was glad to be doing them first. Iguazu Falls have actually recently become one of the 7 natural wonders of the world, and from the very first view that you have of them there is no wonder as to why. They are absolutely breathtaking. From the Brazilian side you get more of the panoramic views of the falls, and it is not until you are on the Argentinean side that you get more of a chance to go over, alongside and (if you opt for the boat ride) literally underneath the falls.
After three nights at the falls I caught a lazy 18 hour bus to Buenos Aires. Of all of the buses
that I have been on over the now almost 4 months, this bus was certainly the nicest. Not only did it involve hot food, blankets and pillows, but also a glass of champagne as a nightcap! I arrived into BA quite early in the morning and headed straight over to the Milhouse to catch up with Eligh - who I'd met back in Cuzco - and his two friends Louise and Taylor.
That night there was no rest of the wicked and a local girl that Louise had met in Mexico took us to an amazing percussion show called La Bomba de Tiempo. For only 60 pesos ($12) we were welcomed into an outdoor arena with a 20 strong troupe of percussionists beating out amazing tunes and the air in the crowd thick with incense. After the show finished the party continued out onto the street as the locals danced to the beat of the drums and sold cakes and cookies for desert. Only in South America.
The following night the four of us headed to Ultra Music Festival to see the likes of Martin Sovleg, Avicii, Hardwell and Dash Berlin perform. We had
only been there for about 20 mins and were all giving money to Taylor to go and get us drinks when someone grabbed him from behind and put him on the ground. I asked the others if he was getting mugged and if we should help him when some lady goes "We are the police! Put up your hands!" So the three of us all put up our hands while everyone around us takes a step back to distance themselves. The lady then starts asking us "Are you buying drugs off this guy? Do you have drugs on you?". We were all like "What in the world is going on? No we're not buying drugs off him- he's our friend. No we don't have drugs on us - you can search us". Then as soon as it had begun they released Taylor and vanished off into the crowd. Aside from almost getting arrested for drugs that we weren't even buying it was a really good night and aside from Avicii, all of the djs played absolutely amazing sets.
When I got home from Ultra I noticed that my phone was no longer in my locker. I didn't
think too much of it and went to sleep. It wasn't until the following morning that I realised that not only was my phone gone, but also all of my cash and my one remaining credit card. Yep. That's right, while I had been at Ultra someone had cracked the combination lock on my locked locker and stolen all of my stuff out of it. It is fair to say that so far on this trip I have had the worst luck! I mean you expect to be mugged - it is South America, but you do not expect for a fellow traveller to go to so much effort to get to your things! Needless to say I spent the following couple of days laying low and waiting for cash to clear into my friends account so that I could once again have money. During those few days though there were a number of people who were really nice and would buy me dinner or pay for my drinks after insisting that I come out. Although there are some really dodgy people out there, the last couple of days has shown me that there are also just as many, if
not more, genuinely nice and selfless people too.
Finally Saturday came around and we headed to the second day of Ultra. The production of the second day was absolutely huge as it had increased from one stage to three. About half way though the night though the skies opened up and it started pouring with torrential rain. Although the djs kept playing, only one stage was undercover and fully packed out so after dancing in the rain lost its entertainment value a couple of hours later we bailed and headed home early.
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