Puerto Iguazu To begin with lets just say that there really aren't the words to describe the size or beauty of the falls at Iguazu. We've done our best with the photos, but it's best if you just all come here yourselves. Save up, sell something, come here. We arrived in a reasonably fit state after our marathon bus ride. Less said about it the better, it was fine, but boring, and overly air conditioned. Our first night here we went out to dinner with some folk we met at the hostel in Brazil, which was an excellent excuse to sample our first taste of Argentinian wine, and of course beef. Lisa had the pasta, like a fool. Luckily Gem's steak was more than big enough for us both to have a try. It was amazing, and excessively, alarmingly cheap. The next day was back in to Brazil to visit their side of the waterfalls and national park. It was the best thing either of us had ever seen. Until the day after that, when we visited the Argentinian side of the falls. Because of the geograpphy of the place, in the Argentinian park, you can walk right up to the falls, and we have seen them from so so so many different angles in the 7 hours we spent in the park. One such angle was beneath. In our infinite wisdom we decided to take a boat ride around the bottom of some of the falls, which was utterly amazing, until the driver takes you under one of the little ones. And you get wet. But not as wet as the next one, (not the big big one, but maybe the third biggest, big enough anyway) which we went under 3 TIMES!!!!! We were soaked. It was well worth doing though, and just about worth having to walk back up the massive hill with very heavy legs afterwards. It was a day neither of us will ever forget. So how could we follow an experience of such natural beauty and wonder? Shopping. In Paraguay. We bought football shirts from market stalls in an incredibly manic loud, bustling place just over the border (another bus, another border crossing, another stamp!) called Ciudad del Este. The guide books all say it's horrible over there, and it kind of is, but we liked it. Then again we were only there 2 hours... Tomorrow it's onwards and, well, southwards to Buenos Aires. Only 17 hours this time, and we get a bed. Looking forward to it...