Tuesday 10 May 2016

Puerto Iguazu - Part 2

Iguazú - day 2

There is a long list of things in our relationship (now marriage) that I am grateful for, and one of the top things on this long list is definitely our shared love for outdoor activity. 

I hope to never take for granted how we both enjoy training outdoors and the companionship. 

Needless to say on our 'off' / 'no specific plans for the day' day we kicked it off with a lengthy run. 


Las Tres Fronteras


Our very friendly hostel host advised us on a route and what a spectacular one is was! 
The route took us to the outskirts of town and all along the Iguazú river and to this beautiful view point, where the Rio Parana and the the Rio Iguazú , two mighty rivers flow into one another. Here you are also a river crossing from Brazil and Paraguay . We stood in awe, not expecting a run to turn out quite so scenic. 

The rest of our day we explored the streets of Iguazú, just wandering about...




We made ourself delicious sandwiches, bought a liter of beer and headed back to where the rivers and countries meet and enjoyed a picnic on the river bank. Albertus sharpening up on his Spanish, and myself trying to grasp counting to 20.. Uno , dos , tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seis..- thank you "Offspring"




And because of the warm weather...some afternoon helado (ice-cream!). It was actually one of the few things that cost less than it would back home...great excuse!




We decided to go out for dinner, we saw this buzzing, colorful street on our jog that looked as local as one could get. So we headed back there.




Colorful plastic chairs scattered about, salami hanging from the ceiling , a massive bbq on the side, a live band to which people were clapping, and plates of deliciousness flying all around. As to date, we have had relatively nice meals, but though Argentina has a lot of selling points, her culinary side isn't something we would highlight...but that night our food was just amazing. Simple meal, a plate of delicious steak strips, perfect salsa to compliment it and a fresh bread to eat it on. 

Sitting there in the buzz, with Spanish all around us, a good plate of food and each other we were as content as could be. 




The next morning was traveling day, having to catch a 24 hour bus ride to Salta. Since we only had to be at the bus terminal at 10am, we decided to visit this garden on route that apparently was known for all its hummingbirds- and YES they have them in the hundreds- buzzing about the sugar water, all 8 different species.. Even though I forgot my most prized possession there, my traveling pillow, it was well worth it! 





The artist at work

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