We arrived in Campo Grande 2 hours ahead of schedule (6:30 local time, 7:30 Iguacu time), so it was pretty lucky that Alex happened to be awake and a sign saying the name of the city happened to be outside the window. I took some waking, but we made it off the bus in time. At the station there was a woman from another tour group to what we were using who happened to know I was called Hebecca (Portuguese accent), who turned out to be friends with Gil - the man we ...

Left the hostel and as we passed by Posh on the way out we broke into a duet of Gabrielle´s ´walk on by´- there is a song for everything. Grabbed some medialunas and sandwiches from lunch at the bakery and caught the bus from the station across the border to Foz do Iguacu. The bus cost 8 pesos (about 1 pound), which we enjoyed a lot since the Oxford graduates paid 50 pesos per per person to get a taxi, and we just so happened to see them at our hostel in Foz a...

The night bus was comfortable but really cold. At one point I took the dry bag out of my backpack and put my feet in it! We were due to arrive at Puerto Iguacu at 13:45 and since they had brought us dinner on the bus, we foolishly waited for breakfast to arrive. But no luck, and by the time our express bus arrived after 3pm, we had seen just about every town in NE Argentina, and been kept alive by the six medialunas we brought with us. Sitting on buses eating pas...

Met Alex at Heathrow terminal 5 just after I had managed to stuff a 3 course meal down at Carluccios, courtesy of parent Powells. Straightforward flight to Madrid and then 2 hours waiting at Madrid's (very fancy) airport for our connection. It was here, when trying to get two seats together at the boarding gate, that we became alarmingly aware of our lack of spanish. Still, we had 5 months to get sick of each other so maybe not a bad thing. While we were boarding...