Foz du Iguacu - Brazil

The Pantanal now done and complete it was time to head south to the falls that boarder Brazil, Argentina and Uruguay. There was to be no flights this time, we were going to bus it. At first it sounded daunting and I wasn't looking forward to the 26 hour bus journey. But Kate assured me that it wasn't as bad as it sounded. With the help of our sleeping tablets it was suppose to be a piece of cake.

The bus from Cuiaba to Foz du Iguaca was pleasant. The air conditioning wasn't turned all the way up, I had the seat next to me open for the entire ride, the light over my seat was working, I had more leg room than a first class flight. Brazilians' are noted for their manic driving, and these bus drivers are no different. We were tailgating inches from cars and trucks, we would be driving on the shoulder of the road, and the best part......we would be overtaking other vehicles while the on-coming traffic would have to leave the road as not to be hit by us. I was thankful I was on the right hand side of the bus and I had my seatbelt firmly secured. I tend to only take half a sleeping pill at a time, but for this journey I didn't want to know a thing, so I took a whole one.

There's not really much more to say as I slept 90% of that trip. I was so zonked out I could have been tampered with inappropriately and would not have had a clue.

After arriving we made our accommodation arrangements at the bus station. It was a full service bus station where you could arrange almost anything. The hostel we choose was perfect. We had clean rooms, a large clean communal kitchen, free internet, a bar, a pool, large grassed areas where you could sit and read under the shade of trees, and it had a beach volley ball court. It was also close to the supermarket and public transport and also provided free breakfast.