When we finally wrenched ourselves away from BA, we headed north-west, stopping at Rosario and Cordaba on our way up towards Salta. Rosario is Argentina’s third largest city and has some gorgeous architecture and what looked to be amazing shopping, but not a huge amount of attractions for visitors to see. The most notable sight…
Winter is definitely not the best time to visit Uruguay. We really liked this friendly, pretty little country but, once you’ve seen Colonia and spent a couple of days exploring Montevideo, the beaches really are its main appeal and as it was far too cold to enjoy them, we felt a bit like we were…
We loved Buenos Aires so much it’s hard to know what to write about it, so I’ll keep it brief and let the photos tell the story. The first of our two stints there consisted of 5 days hanging out in San Telmo, catching up with friends, watching Argentina’s defeat in the FWC final…
From Iguazu, we decided to head into Paraguay. We’d read that most travellers skip past Paraguay, and certainly we hadn’t met anyone who’d been there before, so with memories of our fantastic trip to Albania – another place no one goes to – we decided Paraguay might be another unknown gem and definitely warranted checking…
From Bulmenal, we headed back to Curitiba, our least favourite city, and most hated bus station in Brazil, and climbed aboard an overnight bus bound for Foz do Iguaçu. Unfortunately we were only able to get a 3rd class bus with standard airplane style seats with limited recline, meaning neither of us slept a…
Billed as little outpost of Germany in Brazil, and home of a large Oktoberfest celebration, we’d been expecting Blumenal to be something quite unique and were slightly underwhelmed with the reality. Other than deutsche-sounding place names, the bulk of the city could basically be anywhere in Brazil. In the city centre a bunch of…
We’d earmarked Ilha do Mel as our first stop post-world cup (well, post Australia’s world cup anyway), for a spot of tropical island beach time and a small respite from the football (for me at least). Everything we’d read raved about Ilha do Mel (island of honey) and how lovely it is. We couldn’t…
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