Having escaped the smog and sheer sweatiness of Rio, Jo & I headed south to Foz do Iguaçu and the UNESCO protected waterfalls and national park. We passed a surprisingly comfortable 24 hour bus trip to get here (despite various seat changes & my nifty trick of dropping almost all our cash and our credit cards down the side of my seat - much wide eyed panic and swearing ensued until it was found and recovered, plus I did hear someone mutter something about "tourists"). But we made it to the youth hostel just outside town, which Jo dislikes and I must say it does smell slightly of damp, dropped off our stuff and headed off to the Brazilian side of the waterfalls for a spot of sightseeing.
By gum, they are impressive! A definite recommendation to anyone heading out this way. Foolishly I wore my glasses, but now we have many amusing photos of me squinting through very foggy lenses, alongside a few of racoons and various critters. Back at the hostel I sampled the local brew and we partook of the cheapo cheapo buffet (I managed to drop some chips in the gravy, but no one seemed to care) and took ourselves away to bed. Alas, we are having to endure our only stint of dormitory accommodation and I can confirm that I am definitely getting too old for this. Listening to someone else breathe who isn´t your significant other is just weird. But it has its advantages in the form of Josephine, our dutch room mate, who has travelled fairly extensively and is a font of information.
So, this morning, despite the thunderstorm, we headed off to the Argentinian side of the waterfalls (they are on the border of Paraguay, Brazil & Argentina), stopping off to buy waterproff raincapes on the way. Fabulous! You can spend the whole day getting seriously up close & personal with huge waterfalls. Great stuff. We´d also booked onto the 40 minute boat trip, but had been warned that it was soggy, so we put our waterproofs to the test & put our shoes in plastic bags and set off. Some unsuspecting folk seemed to be completely unaware that the joy of this boat trip is that they actually go into the waterfalls. Basically it has a similar effect as being hosed down by the fire brigade - I confess I laughed maniacally throughout the whole thing, but I can now testify to the water repellent abilities of Hema´s waterproof trousers! Delightful though the waterfalls are, after 6 hours in the pouring rain perhaps next time we´ll visit during summer.
Oh yeah, I also water going the round way round in the loo for the first time. Jo wasn´t quite as excited by this as me - strange girl.
Tomorrow it´s the bus to Buenos Aires - only 17 hours, easy!
keep on truckin´
S
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"I also water going the round way round in the loo for the first time." ...What the crikey??
...I guess you've been on the caprihnas again.. Glad you're having a fab if soggy time!
J
Anonymous is Julie by the way - haven't worked this thing out yet!
J
You've reminded me of the time I was on a ship (& of course the age-old thingy of looking for the change in direction of water dates from then). I rushed to the loo on finding we were about to cross the Equator, only to find that because the flush began before we crossed the Line, it continued in the same direction! Disappointing, that! xxx Ann
a missive from sarah's ma - well today i got up and did the chickens/duck/geese and then the usual dishwasher washing machine etc - after taking the dogs for their morning walk here in the woods at Scotney I went to Tidebrook where I bought a purebred Brahma hen and 4 pure bred chicks - 3 female and 1 male - pus a cross Brahma/Light Sussex hen and five cross chicks for the princely sum of £12 - went home and cheese and pickle sandwich with salad on the side and then went to Charity Farm for chicken and chick feed plus 10 metres chicken wire and 6x5' posts - note the irony - and then went to Hartley Dyke to the farmshop to buy bread etc - once home make a compound for the chicks to keep them safe from the crows and magpies - and Ruby if she gets in the back garden - you would hve thought by now that she has been attacked regualrly by Goswald the Gander - after that I had a nice cup of tea whilst watching Richard and Judy - no Ready Steady Cook due to Royal Ascot at York - then I went down the Globe to find John and had a couple of large glasses of wine wine - Sauvignon Blanc from Chile - and chilled
The Brahma hen is called Beryl but we need a name for the Sussex cross - help please
Bye from a very hot and sunny Kilndown
Crikey Mrs V, its as if the First World War hadn't happened. Lovely
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