Last night was a bit of a nightmare. We'd set our alarms (in the correct time zone this time) for the tour and fallen asleep. At 2am, I was woken by 4 Brazilian motorbike travellers who felt it necessary to make the most amount of noise possible, completely forgetting hostel etiquette. They turned the lights on, talked loudly, showered in the dorm ensuite, unpacked everything, giggled loudly, and completely ignored two sleeping people. Only once I shhhhed them did they quieten, for ten minutes only. Eventually, they turned the lights off and fell asleep, and I did too. Lucky Jeremy slept through the entire thing and thought it was no big deal. (But everyone I've spoken with agrees with me: hostel etiquette is a very important thing!)

By 9am though I'd slept some more, had breakfast, and was barely awake when we boarded the bus for our trip to the Argentine side of the falls! Our guide was there solely for the border crossing purpose, and to organise our tickets into the National Park site. He gave us maps, and organised boat tours for us and a British girl, Amelia, then proceeded to shoe us off in another direction while he took the other five 'non-boat-people' on a tour. Okay, sure.

The first trek we did was the Lower Circuit. He apparently estimated that this trek would take us two hours. Right. We made it to the boats with more than an hour to spare, and sat down for lunch in what we thought would be a quiet spot. Nope. Less than five minutes after sitting down, a f***ing coati crept up and scared me so it could steal half a bag of my oreos. Then the little s*** proceeded to eat the one by one out of the plastic packet AND come back to lick his paws in front of me. Rude rude rude!

The 'Nautical Adventure' was next. A 15-20 minute ride on a 'speed' boat throug the falls. It was a bit of a tourist trap-all of the Argentine/Brazilian tourists thought it was fantastic, arms waving like it was a rollercoaster, taking photos every few seconds. It was fun though. We got completely drenched which was perfect considering how hot it was! They gave us waterproof bags to put our stuff in, thankfull, but unfortunately our shoes did not make it into the bags in time and also got completely soaked. Oops.

The three of us next walked the Upper Circuit, practically the same as teh lower, but this time you could see the water flowing over the top, and could see the top of Rio Panana`, not as interesting as teh Lower Circuit though.

Next stop was the Devil's Throat. We took a train up (probably could've walked, so hot in the line), and Jeremy saw a lizard. This part of the falls was cool - there are 245 water falls in the in the Iguazu falls Nacional Park, and most of these combine into one gigantic cascasde of tonnes of water underneath the Devil's Throat. When we managed to find a spot at the railing it was a pretty fantastic sight to see - rainbows would keep appearing, and so much water! It was spectacular!

The final adventure in this six-hour 'tour' was getting on the bus. That spare hour we had waiting for the boat ride wouldn've been better utilised here. We waited in line for the train for ages, only to find out that it went half-way. So we ran for our lives! We made it back to the group only fifteen minutes late. There were two problems though - I didn't get any icecream in the end, nor did I get to look at the gift shops!

When we arrived back a the hostel after another border hop, Jeremy flopped, and I bought dinner stuffs (pesto and pasta) and the little b***** salted the water. Then the rest of the night was spent in the pool playing water polo, and on the slackline (Jeremy finally mastered it!)