On our last full day in Paraty we decided to go kayaking around the bay and into the mangroves with a guide. It was more of a sprint
than a relaxing paddle but we did see thousands of colourful crabs in
the mangroves that the guide told us had eaten a man alive but a year
ago... (!?!) Issues The sun was out and I had burnt legs to prove it and
the sea was so warm it was like being in a jacuzzi.
The following morning we were up early and packed and headed to the bus station across town for our journey to Foz. The first step was a luxurious 5.5 hour bus to Sao Paulo (a dive of a city) followed by a hideous, less than luxurious 15.5 hour bus to Foz. We slept for a couple of hours and watched more episodes of Suits than is healthy in one sitting and were relatively with it when the bus pulled in. We lamely got a cab to the hotel/ American style motel, having booked one online the day before as the 9 bed dorm, with triple bunks, in Paraty were pretty bad and after the journey we knew a private with a comfy bed would be called for (plus after a bit of research it turned out the hotel was cheaper than any of the hostels in town). Turned out it was a decent place with a pool and a kitchen, just around the corner from the local bus terminal. The temperature in Foz was atleast 10 degrees C hotter than it had been at the coast so we spent the day catching up on sleep, wondering into town, eating kilo's of ice cream and ended it with a swim in the bath temperature pool at dusk.
The first full day in Foz we headed to Iguacu Falls (the Brazilian side, like the west side but not so gangster). It was baking. The falls were immense, so loud and powerful. We took a ridiculous amount of photos and Rhys made friends with a ridiculous amount of butterflies (and by friends I mean he kept poking them until they'd sit on his hand and he could walk about with them). After the falls we stopped at the bird sanctuary where Rhys was a little bit excited to meet a toucan and didn't even swear once when one pooed on him (but was disappointed he didn't see one drinking Guinness).
Day 2 in Foz we went to the Itaipu hydroelectric dam. Lots of facts and massive turbines for instance the dam supplies 90% of the electric in Paraguay and 17% of Brazil's and building it took 380 times the amount of steel in the Eiffel Tower and 8 times the excavation of the Eurotunnel - oh yes, we're fact geeks.
This morning we left Foz on the bus to the Paraguayan border, customs was relaxed to say the least, some guy asked us in Spanish how long we were staying for, didn't understand the English answer, gave us the thumbs up and sent us through. We spent a couple of hours wondering the streets to find Rhys the best deal on headphones since he broke his (and his emergency pair) already and came back to the hotel in the pouring rain with a bottle of £5 cranberry vodka that is going down a treat. Heading north tomorrow to Asuncion.
The following morning we were up early and packed and headed to the bus station across town for our journey to Foz. The first step was a luxurious 5.5 hour bus to Sao Paulo (a dive of a city) followed by a hideous, less than luxurious 15.5 hour bus to Foz. We slept for a couple of hours and watched more episodes of Suits than is healthy in one sitting and were relatively with it when the bus pulled in. We lamely got a cab to the hotel/ American style motel, having booked one online the day before as the 9 bed dorm, with triple bunks, in Paraty were pretty bad and after the journey we knew a private with a comfy bed would be called for (plus after a bit of research it turned out the hotel was cheaper than any of the hostels in town). Turned out it was a decent place with a pool and a kitchen, just around the corner from the local bus terminal. The temperature in Foz was atleast 10 degrees C hotter than it had been at the coast so we spent the day catching up on sleep, wondering into town, eating kilo's of ice cream and ended it with a swim in the bath temperature pool at dusk.
The first full day in Foz we headed to Iguacu Falls (the Brazilian side, like the west side but not so gangster). It was baking. The falls were immense, so loud and powerful. We took a ridiculous amount of photos and Rhys made friends with a ridiculous amount of butterflies (and by friends I mean he kept poking them until they'd sit on his hand and he could walk about with them). After the falls we stopped at the bird sanctuary where Rhys was a little bit excited to meet a toucan and didn't even swear once when one pooed on him (but was disappointed he didn't see one drinking Guinness).
Day 2 in Foz we went to the Itaipu hydroelectric dam. Lots of facts and massive turbines for instance the dam supplies 90% of the electric in Paraguay and 17% of Brazil's and building it took 380 times the amount of steel in the Eiffel Tower and 8 times the excavation of the Eurotunnel - oh yes, we're fact geeks.
This morning we left Foz on the bus to the Paraguayan border, customs was relaxed to say the least, some guy asked us in Spanish how long we were staying for, didn't understand the English answer, gave us the thumbs up and sent us through. We spent a couple of hours wondering the streets to find Rhys the best deal on headphones since he broke his (and his emergency pair) already and came back to the hotel in the pouring rain with a bottle of £5 cranberry vodka that is going down a treat. Heading north tomorrow to Asuncion.
Iguaca Falls.
Iguacu Falls.
Butterflies at Iguacu Falls.
Rhys happy to spot a Toucan.
Itaipu dam.
Ciudad del Este.
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