Having left Iguassu we spent the next 22 hours on a bus driving to Salta in the north-west of Argentina. We have now spent a few days here sunning ourselves before we set off to Bolivia. On Saturday we wandered round the town and randomly saw a parade of gauchos (Argentinian cowboys) and then had a bbq at the hostel, in which they literally cooked about 5 cows, I have never seen so much steak. However, we didn´t eat til bout half ten so we were starving. After ...

With another overnight bus journey to Iguassu to endure, I was determined to get more sleep than the last time, and this bus journey was much nicer as the temperature was better, we had a really nice meal and two generous glasses of wine. We were pretty impressed with it all, and even more so when the steward came round with a bottle of champagne and a bottle of whiskey! Ben opted for a large measure of whiskey, and I went for champagne, at which point he pulled ...

So, after our long bus journey we arrived in Buenos Aires, and in league with some others from our bus we managed to negotiate the subway with our rucksacks and find our hostel. Spent a few hours lolling around waiting for our dorm to be ready to check in to, then decided to go wander and find some of the sights. We walked to the obelisk, Puerto Madero, and the famous Casa Rosada where Evita made her speeches in the Plaza de Mayo. On Friday we headed on the sub...

Our first bus ride in South America was only about 6 hours long, from Santiago acrss the border to Mendoza in Argentina. We drove up into the mountains with fantastic views, and we went right amongst the people skiing near the border. It took about an hour to get through the border, but as border crossings go it was straight-forward, and the guy who looked after us on the bus (kind of like an air steward) was very helpful. We arrived in Mendoza and were obviousl...

Right, this blog is way overdue, but I thought I´d start with South America and we can catch up with the rest later. Having left Auckland at about 5:30 pm on Friday, we arrived in Santiago at 12:30, before we had left! Bit weird to get your head round and we were understandably tired. I also felt awful as my ears had been very painful on the flight thanks to my cold, resulting in only partial hearing. This made listening to Spanish (which neither of us speak any...