Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Last of Foz do Iguaçu

Unfortunately when we woke up on Sunday it was pouring outside, and when you are visiting a national park there is not a lot to do when the weather does not cooperate. Instead we took our time getting up in the morning and checking out of our Argentine hostel. The rest of the morning was spent wandering the streets of Puerto Iguazu and doing some major shopping; after living in Brazil using the weak peso was very welcome.

After getting lunch at an Italian restaurant in Puerto Iguazu we got ready to head over the border to Foz do Iguacu. As you might recall, the American interns from Rio were still in Brazil after one of them was not able to cross the border so the plan was to meet up with them to watch the Brazil/Paraguay game (I have watched more soccer the past two weeks than the past ten years), and that is exactly what we did.

During the game I had a heart-to-heart with Danny and Laura which is always a good time. I always say that being abroad really lets you think and reflect about your life, where you've been and where you're going. You are away from friends, family, school, a familiar routine, and have time to think. I personally love it and am very grateful to not only have an old friend there (Danny) but also a great new friend (Laura).

The rest of the night was pretty uneventful. Laura, Danny, Emily and I went to a Brazilian steakhouse while the Rio kids switched from what they deemed their "creepy" hostel to the one Danny had booked for us close to the airport. After dinner we stopped for some really great ice cream before heading back with a cheese pizza. We got hassled by homeless people and couldn't communicate with the taxi driver but that is nothing out of the ordinary.

The eight of us spent time in the hostel laughing and chatting before heading to bed early for our 6 am fight. The definition of travel warrior is getting on a 6 am flight to be back to the office on time Monday morning. Laura and I did it and I'm glad because the memories and sights at Foz do Iguacu were priceless and will stay with me forever.

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