Goodbye Argentina
One of the best thing in backpack travelling is that you can change your plans anytime and you´re only schedule is the one you make by your own. What does this mean to us? That our next step is to take a bus to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil instead of going to northern Argentina!
We are now in Iguazu, watching one of the biggest waterfalls in the world. Or as it is supposed to be. We got a bit disappointed yesterday, since the rainmakers in Brazil have been lazy and there´s not a lot of water. Guide told that normally about 1600 cubic meters per second roll through the falls, now only 300. It means that just the biggest falls are still amazing to watch, smaller ones are quite dry.
Otherwise Iguazu falls are great. This far one of the greatest falls I´ve seen, has been Halistenkoski in Turku, Finland, so this makes an impression. We also made a Grand Adventure thing yesterday. A jeep and boat ride, which was supposed to take us just next to falls watch the power of water even closer. But because of lack of water in river, we couldn´t go that close. Made us wonder if we could swim a bit closer but we decided not to be Finnish this time.
Four days in Buenos Aires passed quickly. We are starting to be at least on national level when it comes to walking distances. Our hostel was in nice barrio of Old Palermo and we basicly just wondered around from nice restaurants and cafés to little inving boutiques the area is full of. To be a bit more touristic, we took a tango dinner one night and even got to floor with local professionals to show our moves. Which, as it´s easy to guess, were at least as good as theirs.
I managed also to get rid of 30 kg of "stuff", when I send every unnecessary thing to Finland. It cost 150 euros by boat. Luckily I had sold my skis, because they only accept their own regular packages and they don´t have the ski-model. I guess that if I had tried to sell my skis in international post office, the officers had got even more bargain price. I also had a brand new guitar, bought to my dad, which they didn´t accept. We started to realize that we might have to carry the guitar all 7 weeks to Peru. But suddenly, just before the bus to Iguazu left, our luck changed and we found a company from nearly closed busterminal which delivers stuff from BA to Lima, Peru. At least this is what I now hope or otherwise this guy has a nice new guitar now.
Then we said goodbye to luck and jumped quickly to bus. The ride to Iguazu was supposed to take only 18 hours. After sitting four hours on a side of a road in middle of nowhere and changing busses times, the trip took 26 hours. Nice. You could think that if a bus doesn´t work, they would send a working bus instead. They didn´t. They sent another bus which didn´t work so the mecanic guys had two buses to fix.It was a bit over 30 degrees and the air condition was not working, so the time was not exactly flying.
Well, after all, tomorrow we are taking a bus to Rio. Idea is to spend something like a week around there and then get to Bolivia. How, no idea. Supposedly there are buses going to bolivian border and so on. That´s other great thing beside the change of plans!
