The next morning Shauna woke up and revealed that an unknown person had entered her tent and felt her face in the night before realising their error and retreating. We have come to the conclusion that Faith must have been involved, possibly on the way to a dawn shower to get herself soaked through. She has no recollection of anything whatsoever, much less biting Keith (she drew blood) after tickling him to death. Long day's riding the next day on my lovely polo pony, Cheeseface (Carre de Queso). Spent the night at one of the cattle farms on the estate and all bunked down like sardines in a barn...very cosy. Were treated to traditional Argie singing too, and of course, much more vino. Next day's ride was a little more exhilarating given sober state and better terrain for galloping, and all rounded off by a shooting competition (I was shocking) and a heavily carnivorous barbie. Just heaven. As soon as we left the Estancia it became rather obvious that there was something new majorly wrong with the truck (already have dodgy battery, now dodgy gearbox). We ended up having to spend another unplanned night in Cordoba as Geoff tried to fix the problem. Welcomed the opportunity to sleep in a real bed and attempt to do some washing (have absolutely nothing even pretending to be clean anymore). On the road the next day and we soon found that the Merc garage hadn't really managed to fix the problem and we now have to pull over and stop every time we want to use gears 5-8 (who knew trucks had that many gears?). We get many strange look from locals. Anyways, this drive day was rather spectacular owing to the boys going out in Cordoba the night before and only returning just in time for us to leave at 8am...they then proceeded to crack into the beers and (we are told) were about to go to sleep when they discovered we were running a sweepstake on which drunk would fall asleep first. This then meant that none of them could nod off until at least 11:00pm that night (drinker's pride). Meaning none of us got any peace and quiet all day until we eventually camped at a rather unsavouray Shell servo...this exceedingly long day included the boys indulging in a butter-eating competition (as much as you can pile on a cracker/knife) and trying to force Geoff to drink soluble Vitamin C + rum whilst driving. Finally made it to the wetlands wildlife park at Colonia Carlos Pellegrini the next evening when we discovered that poor little Tortuga had a leaky radiator to add to her illnesses. Set up camp in darkness and we mighty surprised to wake in the morning to see a bloody great lagoon less than 20m away. Boat trip out onto the lake the next day revealed lots and lots of caimans (like mini crocs), capybaras (the largest rodent in the world - and it swims! Actually very cute-looking...furry, wombat-esque), deer and a bizarre bird charmingly named "The Southern Screamer". Also went on a walk to see monkeys and mostly got eaten alive by mozzies instead. Off again en route to Iguazu for the waterfalls...am on the Braizilian side now but will have to catch up another time on the fun trip to Foz. Thankyou muchly for all your messages - am loving it here but also tres looking forward to all the fun that will start when I get home. Janie, love you heaps, loving also the fact that you will be nearby soon. Joe, just sent you an email but have just realised your uni email may have died, so send me your new one and v.g. news about London living. We'll be living it up in Chelters when I get back, promise. Enjoy coll until then. Spangly love to all, Reix xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx