From the Igauzu falls to Salta in the North of Argentina, lay the mighty ´Impenetrable Chaco´- a remarkably flat arid land covered in thorns, with little in the way of resources (both materials or people to exploit them) for the young colony to grow into. With religious and financial zeal, they still plonked settlements. It was hard going, with some being abandoned under hostile and determined pressure form the local tribes. 'Resistencia' was named following successful defence from a number of attacks. Perhaps another town named 'Reconquista' was not quite so lucky. Argentina's winter holid [View Full Entry]

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Lørdag den 19 juli: Resistensia Klokken 9.00 ankomst til hotel, hvor vi får et firesengsrum. Vaskeriet har lukket, så vi får alligevel ikke vasket i dag. Hotellet ligger centralt. Om eftermiddagen besøger vi nogle af Lasse AFS bekendte i byen. Det er et ægtepar, der lever og ånder for Afs, og de viser os meget om de udvekslingsstudenter de har haft kontakt til. Om aftenen finder Lasse en fin lille restaurant med kunst på væggene. Der er mange tjenere, og en venlig hausfrau går rundt og taler og pusler om gæsterne, men så får vi også tre retter mad for 250 [View Full Entry]

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This morning I arrive at Resistencia at 4:00 am to change bus to Clorinda. Resistencia station was a real dump with lots of dogs and potors and nothing else at this hour. Good thing that I was alert because the tiket indicated on bus company and the actural bus was from another company. The loading and unloading cost me about $5.00. When I got to Clorinda I scurvy back into the tiny bus ticket office and assemble my bike. Got directions to the counsulate and road there. I have been here two years ago. The process of the visa took only [View Full Entry]

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As we crossed the Rio Paraguay, we became paranoid that our bus would not stop at Paraguayan customs for us to obtain an exit stamp, as we never had a clue if anybody in Paraguay actually listened to anything we said. Then after a bunch of stops, and many questions of how much more time it would take to arrive until we actually arrived at the joint customs area for both countries. Obtaining our exit stamp was fairly quick in simple, but obtaining our entry stamp was a bit more annoying, as we needed to hand over our passports to the [View Full Entry]

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well... I got in yesterday, and I´m leaving as soon as possible. All the hostels were closed, the hotel was expensive, the cabby overcharged me AND I got a rash from the cab seat... (ewwww).... and it is hot and there is nothing to do. Oh well. Actually, after I stopped spazing out and relaxed, I had a pretty good time. The main plaza is wonderful. I went to the art museum... which isn´t an art musuem but one weird guy´s collection of odd objects. But I can´t say the place wasn´t spectacular in it´s own way. There was lots of [View Full Entry]

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Aller vers l'ouest depuis Puerto Iguazu... Nous avons repris donc le bus depuis Puerto Iguazu vers 21h, ce même jour où nous étions arrivés dans cette ville, ce même jour où nous avons visité les chutes, soit vendredi dernier, 7 septembre. Notre destination véritable était "le nord-ouest", mais nous étions incertains, selon les infos recueillies, du chemin que nous pourrions emprunter. Pour des voyageurs lisant ce blog, disons que nous voulions y aller au plus court, soit "Iguazu - Formosa - Embarcación - Pocitos". Cependant rien ne nous indiquait qu'il soit possible d'effectuer le tro [View Full Entry]

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So, we managed to stay about 4 nights in Salta because we were all enjoying it so much and we knew that we would all be going our own ways afterwards (sob!) we managed to have another drunken night out dancing ´til dawn and another day wandering round the shops and generally people watching while drinking tea with milk!! we also went up in a cable car to a great look out complete with man made waterfall. So as Polly, Mark and Marc headed south, Amy and i caught our first overnight bus in Argentina to Resistencia to break up our [View Full Entry]

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I didn't pick up any laxatives today as planned. I started feeling better on my own. ...Until I realized I'll be stuck in South America when Art School Confidential opens in US theatres! Ugh! Why is my life so terrible? Aside from the 400+ sculptures, there's not much to see here in Resistencia. Yet, for some reason, despite the constant overwhelming presence of car fumes and roaring mufflerless engines, I've in fact found myself relatively enchanted by this town. Maybe it's because some intersections here inexplic [View Full Entry]

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