Puerto Iguazu to Buenos Aires (well at least part way there) - 8th Nov

As I think I mentioned before Puerto Iguazu is mainly geared to Tourists and the Waterfalls are why the tourists come.

We awoke today with two times in mind:

1. We needed to check out of our room by 10am.
2. The bus we were booked on to Buenos Aires was scheduled to leave at 3.10pm.

With time to kill, and having seen the Falls, we turned our attention to the only other attraction we knew of, thanks to a chance chat with another traveller in the hotel. The rather grand sounding 'Hito Tres Fronteras' – a point on the Iguazu river where you can see Brazil and Paraguay whilst standing on Argentinian soil.

It was a pleasant, if not hot, 30min walk there but the actual grounds were a little tired and looked like they had seen better days. For what it is worth the Brazilian equivalent looked the best looked after but totally devoid of visitors.

Having seen Iguazu's number 2 attraction we went back into town, collected the bags and went for lunch at the Bus Terminal before stepping aboard the coach for the 18hours/ 800 odd miles to Buenos Aires. I should clarify that the terminal was a focal point for the town and the food at the café was actually very good (locals ate there even at night); we did not have any wine, however if we had wanted some there was a list to choose from!

We liked Puerto Iguazu, the people were friendly and despite the town only being part built in places it had a warm atmosphere. We were lucky to have found a good hotel and, having walked past it last night, even luckier not to have gone for the hostel that we thought about booking.

We boarded the coach, sat in our fully reclining seats and braced ourselves for the endurance test that lay ahead of us... it left 5mins early and we saw this as a good sign!?!

10pm - One meal, 2 films and a glass of champagne later the lights were switched off and we fell asleep.

11.50pm - we were all awoken by the driver struggling to restart the engine. We were sitting in a truck stop in the middle of nowhere having run out of diesel 400 metres from the petrol station....

 You would have thought we were travelling to BA on this...