Day 17 I arrived in Foz Do Iguacu this morning on an overnight bus from Florianopolis, where I was seated next to a kiwi guy, Tony. He was everything I expect of a kiwi guy, easy to get on with, laid back, into sport and generally really genuine. We hit it off almost immediately and had a real good laugh for the first few hours of the bus trip, before he decided to catch up on some sleep. This was my second lengthy bus journey, but didn’t sleep too much, thanks to the slightly erratic driving style of the guy behind the wheel. Every time I felt myself dropping off, matey up front seemed to swerve out and overtake someone or steam around a corner at what I would perceive as slightly too quickly…I’m sure he
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