A breif pause in BA and some lunch down the docks, we jumped on our bus for the 16hr journey to Puerto Iguazu. Sharon had the nutter sat next to her, bless, like two peas in a pod! Puerto Iguazu we all agreed was "a bit bloody hot!" and thankfully we found a hostel with a pool and we spent the afternoon lounging round it grateful we could cool off. We soon settled into the slow pace of life necessary in the heat of the tropical town. After the obligatory steak ...

Arriving in the city of Mar del Plata we easily found a decent hostel and headed to the beach for lunch. Horrified by the rows and rows and rows of polythene beach tents for rent we went in search of some actual sand to sit on. Attacked by weird flying spider web things and trying to ignore the concrete jungle behind us, we sat blinkered looking out to sea. Sharon & Emma even attempted a swim, the sea was freezing, but at least we had the city night life to l...

Hoping & expecting idyllic palm fringed beaches & beach bars a plenty to watch the sun go down we boarded the 5hr bus to Villa Gesell. The lack of cabs at Villa Gesell bus station meant we had to do the proper backpacker bit and set off on foot into town. Ten minutes later we said 'sod this' and ducked into a Taxi office. We headed for the recommended Posada that Luke, Chantelle, George & Tim stayed in not 2 years previously only it was shut. The Tax...

Totally overexcited about Sharons arrival, we were at the airport at 7.30am - 2 hours before she came through. It was fantastic to see her, complete with hole in leg from a nasty fall on the plane! Sharon, still on UK time, insisted we headed for a Quilmes at 11am where she proudly presented us with gifts from home; 2 tins of heninz baked beans, a jar of marmite, 8 bars of the best chocolate, onion bagels, perfume, the Daily Telegraph for Jona and OK magazine for...

Returning to the madness to BA after our chillout session in La Isolina we found ourselves amongst familiar faces as we all met up for Creamfields. The only noticeable absentees were Dave (fell in love in La Paloma) and Murray (left it too late to change his flight) - muppets!! Bally directed us to a fantastic steak at Goya, it transpired we would eat there 3 days out of the next 4, it was that good! 10th November had arrived, the day of Creamfields. The host...