So that night, we went for a meal in Posadas, and bumped into Barbara, one of the teachers from the school. She said she had told the other teachers about us and they were all really keen to practice their English on us so invited us to one of their houses the following night. She also told us some of the kids had said they were going to practice the English to talk to us at the school the next day. All this made us very excited and meant we stayed an extra day in Posadas.

The next day we had a lazy morning before heading to the school. We were welcomed excitedly by the kids and teachers alike and were eventually ushered into a class of 14-16 year olds. We were sat down on 3 chairs facing the whole class as if it was a press conference and just spoke to them and told them about ourselves and our travels and families and they all spoke in very good English to us for a good while. We then went to a class of 11 and 12 year olds who impressed us with their questions and we again told them about ourselves, which, we realised, was a very small thing for us to which made them extremely happy and definitely made us feel good that us doing something so simple could make them so happy. When we finished we gave them our email addresses so they could email us to practice more and left. But before we could leave we hadloads more kids asking for our email addresses and names and then, to add to what already felt like a celebrity status, they asked for our autographs!! We left quite confused at what had just happened. We then waited around for the evening and went to Karina's house for some drinks and empanadas and talked all evening about English slang and traditions that they wanted to know about which their books couldn't tell them. It was a very fun evening, and we learnt a lot about Spanish and the Argenintian culture as well. We listened to English music, a lot of Queen and Beatles and left having given them too our email addresses. They paid for everything and were so friendly, and when we offered to pay for some of their cabs home, they said all they wanted was us to reply to their emails. All in all a very nice day, although I still had itchy feet.

The next morning we headed to the bus station and I got a bus to Iguazu and Jenny and Gussy visited the Jesuit Missions at San Ignacio and caught me up later. On the way, I got chatting to a man names Cristian, who spoke very good English and told me about his life, and helped me practice my Spanish and listened to my storires too. I looked out at the views as we got deeper into the jungle and was pretty lucky to have Cristian there to tell me all about it, such as fields growing tea and coffee and different birds etc. We talked about music, films, football (of course) and eventually, after 6 hours on the bus, we came to a halt. But not at our destination. Instead, we were 5 km away from Puerto Iguazu, and there was a road block (the farmers mentioned earlier). The bus turned around and Cristian told me we had to walk. We started doing this but after about a mile we reacxhed the blockade and there was no way past. At first I was quite excited and took photos and talked to people, but 3 hours later I was less amused. Some people tried to run through and were quite forcefuly pushed back. Others made a dash through the jungle, a few making it across, and I would have had a go but I had my huge rucksack so wouldn't have made it. Finally, when they let us through (only to block up again half an hour later) we walked along Ruta 12 with hundreds others and eventually reached the hostel. The hostel was more a resort, and has a swimming pool, bar, restaurant etc so it looked really nice. Just my luck when I turned up hoping to be able to check in and book Gussy and Jenny, that they had no space whatsoever. I waited because they said they had to wait to see if the reservations they had turned up. And normally they would allow an hour but because of the blockade they had to allow more. I sat, sweating (it is extremely humid here) for a few more hours, had the very average but expensive buffet, met a few people and chatted while I waited. I was in contact with Gussy and Jenny, whose bus didn't get caught in the blockade, but was still slightly delayed. I found another hostel as a back up if they ended up not having space and waited more, pestering them as to whether or not the latest group of people to turn up had a reservation or not. I ended up that a reservation of 2 didn't turn up so I snapped it up, and sorted myself out a place in a triple bedroom with some Dutch guys. All was sorted, but what was supposed to be a simple 6 hour bus journey turned out to be a very long and eventful day! Gussy and Jenny arrived fine and we had a nice relaxing evening by the pool.

This morning, we got up early and after a few more complications, got a minibus to BRAZIL! The Iguazu falls has 2 sides, Argentina and Brazil. Argentina is meant to be better, so we thought we'd save that for later (also, the Argentine side was blocked off again so we didnt have much choice!). We walked around and took loads of photos and saw a surprising amount of wildlife seeing as there was so many people there. We all loved it and are very excited about the Argentine side tomorrow. I plan on getting up earlier than the farmers and getting there before they have a chance to stop me! Also, there is a jungle trek which I hope to do soon. There is also a game of football organised by the hostel in about an hour which I am counting down the minutes to! I shall put some photos up soon, but have beenb on here too long and the queue is getting bigger!