Iguazu Falls was incredible, the sheer power of this thundering natural wonder was definate cause for an earthly moment of appreciation. I still have not yet seen a Llama...
Puerto Iguaza (the small town) was hippiesqe, Argentina's answer to Byron Bay, the locals loved doing laps in their barely drivable rust buckets, seriously one guy lapped us 17 times with 'come on barbie, lets go party' on repeat!
Oh and yeah - did a day trip to Ciudad Del Este - Paraguay, known for its 'black' market, basically a dangerous giant Paddy's markets full of electronics, we bought a laptop and fled back accross the border...
We then took another 24 hr bus ride to Tucaman and a final 5 hr bus ride to Salta, an inland city with not much going on other than the town's pride and joy Gondola ride to view the city, so with nothing else to do...we took it. Needed to shake off some of the DVT from the hours spent sitting down on the bus...I take back the years spent whining about our transport system, its a walk in the park in comparison. The one thing Salta did have to offer was the most random vintage shop I have ever seen, on the top of the mountain at the Gondala, this little gem was incredible, leather coats, boots, vintage silver jewellery AMAZING! The prices were also, nothing was affordable so I left empty handed and very devastated...
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