Love love love Iguassu falls
16.09.2010 - 17.09.2010 20 °C
We didn´t really get to see much of Manaus, of which i hold no regrets at all, because it was a dump. a hot sweaty pit of a dump. i am very sorry to say it but there it is. the FACTS!
Once finally getting to the airport, things seemed to improve (aside from my tummy issues caused by the dreadful boat food- that i am still living down 4 days into squitness...).
We hopped on our plane a lo and behold my seat was placed bang in the middle of two fatties on the plane. i squeezed in. It was quite nice really, as we had tv and i got to save some money by not paying to watch sex in the city 2, which i am afraid to break it to those die hard fans, was bloomin terrible. I satthere realising i was pulling faces the whole time whilst watching it. phew though, this has saved me time and money for the future.
Once off this plane, we then had our connecting flight from Sao Paulo to Foz do Iguacu. easy flight, all very smooth running. Got to the airport and our taxi spoke English. you have no idea how happy this made me at 2am in the morning.
So we had an awful nights sleep due to the below reasons:-
- Our roomate kept upping and down to go to the bog
- at 4am about 25 teeny boppers got up shouting and yelling atthe top of their lungs
- we are loacted in the wilderness and the animals all came alive, tooting, tweeting, cooing, meowing, you name it, they did it.
- finally, no sleep was to be had because the cleaners then stood outside our window for several hours yelling ateachother. they don´t talk here, they yell. thats a rule.
so we got up, groggy, peed off, and yes still squitting away...
So we decided today would be theday afterall to do the Iguassu falls, and i have to say, it really picked me. you have to do this tour, its amazing. Nature rules yet again!
On the way back, we met a friend. Jim Bob. a cute little dog who seemed to be the only dog around town allowed out and about. everytime we walked past other dogs they started barking at him, but Jim bob kept quiet and went on about his day. until 2 evil dogs dug themselves under the fence and chased poor jim bob away. one was small and bossy, the other pink with a black head, poor jimbob, ran as fast as he could, crashing into the back of my foot, it killed my foot, so i hope it didn´t do too much damage for jim bob. he disappeared after that, never to be seen again, and i limped off back to the hostel.
We are off tomorrow to Rio! i make it sound so easy, thats 22 hours on a bus easy..hmmm methinks thats not easy at all, but it is our last bus ride of South America, so the champagne is coming out... as long asthe squits have passed....