Mendoza, Argentina This week has been the highlight of our trip so far! First and foremost we arrived last Sunday at our lovely hostel where we instantly felt at home. It was really more of a home stay than a hostel since we were the only guests most of the week. This meant that Marta, our host, spoiled us rotten and treated us like we were her own kids! She made Harry eggs in the morning because she knew he liked them, bought us jelly and juice as an afternoon...

Cordoba, Argentina After an overnight bus from Uruguay we arrived in Argentina's second biggest city, Cordoba. Boasting a total of seven universities it's fair to say that Cordoba is a young persons city, with lots to do both inside and surrounding it. We'd read that it was meant to be livelier than Buenos Aires but to be honest our first impressions weren't that great. We were staying in a not so nice part of town and because we arrived during the strictly adh...

Buenos Aires Part Dos So after ticking off all of the major tourist sites and resting places of famous dead people in our first week, Nicola and I had the luxury of another week. We chose to spend that time at all the places that we had fallen in love with the most. Primarily San Telmo and Palermo which are both fantastic. Every Sunday they have an enormous flea market in San Telmo which is apparently quite famous in Argentina. We had heard good things about ...

Buenos Aires Part One Another gruelling bus journey later, we arrived in Buenos Aires. It was deemed slightly better than our first bus experience on account of it being only 19 hrs and the fact that they gave out sweeties a couple of times. We were instantly happy when shown our apartment and began making ourselves at home straight away. For me this meant looking in a mirror properly for the first time in ages and seeing that my eyebrows were almost as big as...

Puerto Iguazu So after the day of paradise that Nicola described it seemed like our worries were behind us and that there was no way we could possibly have a worse transfer than Rio to Ilha Grande..... WRONG!! This is South America after all where general logic borderlines insanity (note: I'll try hard not to sound too much like Carl Pilkington in this blog entry) It turns out that if you're not a Brazilian national with a Brazilian national ID number you can't...