After spending what seemed like an eternity on buses getting from Bariloche to Buenos Aires, also getting left behind at one town and having to catch up with the bus in the following town by catching a taxi, then getting another 20 hour bus to the north I arrived in the small town of Puerto Iguazu. Felt like I was in an entirely different country and was hard to believe that this was still Argentina as Puerto Iguazu is tropÃcal and with warm weather finally after freezing to death down south. It had all the things that make me smile about being in the tropics....the smells, the fruit, the need to ride motorbikes with lots of people on them, people living in thongs, slower pace of life, living out doors, wearing little clothes and of
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