In case any of you are wondering, Cordoba does NOT rent any bicycles….anywhere. We had to take the bus to Che´s house and when I got there, was very disappointed. The house is awesome, and they have great photos and letters of him throughout most of his young life, but in the backyard there is a shop which sells anything you can think of with his face on it. Something he would not be happy about. There were also photos of when Fidel and Chavez went to visit which was a series of awkward photos since Fidel probably killed the man. Anyway, we had a great rest of the stay in Cordoba, we hung out with some locals at a plaza to drink some Mate (accent over the e but cant figure it out on this keyboard). Another night, the whole hostel threw down some money and we bought a TON of meat and had an awesome Asado aka bbq on the rooftop. Met some awesome, super funny Israelis, a Canadian, a French couple, and two Englishmen, a Bolivian and everyone was great company. We went out that night to a club and EVERY girl you talk to does not believe you are a tourist and asks for ID like the police. It is hilarious. I haven´t been ID´d this much since trying to buy beer in high school. We didn’t get home until 5am and took a bus the next day to Iguazu.
23 hours on a bus and it actually wasn’t that bad! We met two Israeli girls on the bus and decided to stay with them. The hostel was an old hotel which seemed awkward because it was too large. They had a swimming pool so while we waited for check in, we got sun-burnt by the water. The following day we went to Iguazu. There really are no words to describe the falls. You walk past some brush and all of a sudden, you are at the top of The Devils Throat, and you cant breath. The site is unbelievable. Just tons and tons and tons of water falling nonstop. You then go to another view point and see something out of Indiana Jones, like 20 waterfalls forming into a river. Monkeys and birds everywhere. It was so amazing people. PLEASE PUT THIS ON YOUR “MUST DO BEFORE I DIE” LIST. We bounced out of there that night since there is nothing else to do there. Now, when we bought our ticket, the woman said “all you can drink for the entire ride”. Something like this makes me very excited. While killing a few hours before the bus, we met to New Zealanders and shared 3 bottles of wine and got pretty buzzed! They were awesome girls. Anyway, we shared a taxi and got onto the bus only to learn that the stupid American fell for the “All you can drink” routine to buy a ticket through that company. I was pretty pissed but then smiled because i remembered i had a bottle of whiskey in my backpack. Do not think i am drinking too much, This is how i save money from city to city instead of going out buying drinks at the overpriced hostel.
We arrived in Buenos Aires and made it to a hostel where we met up with our awesome Australian friends we made back in Peru a month ago. It is a very cool feeling to meet up with people you know on another part of the trip. There are tons of people in BA to contact because everybody and their mother is here. I am trying hard to get tickets to a football game this Sunday, Boca vs River which is rated #1 must see events in several newspapers worldwide. Problem is that it costs 600 pesos for the gringos and is cash only. about 170 dollars. Might have to bite the lip again on this one.
Anyway, I will be in BA for a while so keep the emails coming. Miss everyone and hope to talk soon.
Robert
Robertewag@gmail.com
