Limpio!
Ha! Limpio sounds rather rude but it is actually the Spanish word for clean. It´s probably my favourite word so far but I haven´t had the opportunity to put it into a sentence yet, such as 'él bano es limpio'. Time shall hopefully bring with it such wordy treasures.
I haven´t been near a computer in a long time, predominantly because after a whirlwind, fantastic five days in Buenos Aires, we caught a bus to Mercedes and then on to Carlos Pellegrini. Carlos Pellegrini is a tiny village in the middle of nowhere which is significant only for its location next to the amazing Ibera Laguna National Park, a cornucopia of wildlife. Our bus ride to CP was an event in itself, a 140km dirt road in an old bus full of Argentines sharing mate and the like. We passed several wild deer and capybaras (the world´s largest, and probably cutest rodent´. We didn´t have hot water, the t'internet or anything remotely luxurious but we did have an absolutely incredible time. We went on several boat trips onto the laguna, getting to see more capybaras, caymans (a type of alligator), all kinds of amazing birds such as eagles, southern screamers, storks...it was stunningly beautiful. Probably our favourite place so far.
Mike and I went horse riding through the countryside and Mike's horse in a moment of unbridled disobedience, decided to drag him through a thorny tree, resulting in him being covered in scratches and horse fear. We also did a night safari in the back of an old truck and saw more cool animals (David Attenborough, protect your job!) such as foxes, marsh deer, caymans playing on the road, raccoon like creatures, bats, fireflies and owls. The night safari was notable for the insects - large stag beetles would fly into your face as soon as the animal spotting spotlight was shone anywhere near your face. We couldn´t speak for fear of getting more than our day´s worth of protein.
Leaving CP was sad, and we´re now in Resistencia, with all mod-cons. My favourite moment of a long day's bus ride yesterday was when our bus broke down; the next thing we saw was our bus driver riding off into the proverbial sunset on the back on a truck, without even a whisper of an announcement. It was a moment for reflection, and to get off the horrendously hot bus and hide in some bamboo until his return.
We will be in Argentina for the next few days and then we're crossing the border into Bolivia, land of ridiculously high altitude and many stories of food poisoning.
I haven´t been near a computer in a long time, predominantly because after a whirlwind, fantastic five days in Buenos Aires, we caught a bus to Mercedes and then on to Carlos Pellegrini. Carlos Pellegrini is a tiny village in the middle of nowhere which is significant only for its location next to the amazing Ibera Laguna National Park, a cornucopia of wildlife. Our bus ride to CP was an event in itself, a 140km dirt road in an old bus full of Argentines sharing mate and the like. We passed several wild deer and capybaras (the world´s largest, and probably cutest rodent´. We didn´t have hot water, the t'internet or anything remotely luxurious but we did have an absolutely incredible time. We went on several boat trips onto the laguna, getting to see more capybaras, caymans (a type of alligator), all kinds of amazing birds such as eagles, southern screamers, storks...it was stunningly beautiful. Probably our favourite place so far.
Mike and I went horse riding through the countryside and Mike's horse in a moment of unbridled disobedience, decided to drag him through a thorny tree, resulting in him being covered in scratches and horse fear. We also did a night safari in the back of an old truck and saw more cool animals (David Attenborough, protect your job!) such as foxes, marsh deer, caymans playing on the road, raccoon like creatures, bats, fireflies and owls. The night safari was notable for the insects - large stag beetles would fly into your face as soon as the animal spotting spotlight was shone anywhere near your face. We couldn´t speak for fear of getting more than our day´s worth of protein.
Leaving CP was sad, and we´re now in Resistencia, with all mod-cons. My favourite moment of a long day's bus ride yesterday was when our bus broke down; the next thing we saw was our bus driver riding off into the proverbial sunset on the back on a truck, without even a whisper of an announcement. It was a moment for reflection, and to get off the horrendously hot bus and hide in some bamboo until his return.
We will be in Argentina for the next few days and then we're crossing the border into Bolivia, land of ridiculously high altitude and many stories of food poisoning.
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