Well sadly Negative Ned reared his ugly head on Day 1 of our trip to Iguazu. DAMN HIM!! The 20 hour busride did not bode well due to lack of sleep and my lck of ability to keep my food down. I don't know if it was the bumpety bumps of the bus or the 5 star cuisine the bus offered for dinner, but either way it was not pleasant. So arrived quite disheveled at 8 am. But a nice little man hooked us up with a ¨room rate¨ at a hotel in town. We also decided to...

So arrived on Sunday April 22. My spanish was put to the test straight away as the language school, Ecela, was closed upon arrival! As it would be. :) The driver was really nice though and I managed to get him to call the number I had in case of emergencies. In my opinion locked out in the first hour qualified. Luckily the girl said she would be there in 10 minutes. I even managed to get him to wait so i didnt have to sit on the curb in the rain and cry...