Canada to Patagonia at a Worrying Age

Monday

SA transport triumphs as usual with a three hour ‘re-scheduling’ from BA to Iguazu. This means the planned preparation for doing the full moon trip was delayed. The danger that this might not happen was too scary to contemplate, given that Vicky’s timing and my 5 months of planning had led to Full Moon at the Falls. However, arrival indicated that we could go, but that we should book transport to the park through the hotel, which we did at very great expense. Naturally, we had no cash now and Vic no shoes for tonight’s walk, so we had to rush in and out of town to stock up on essential goods, before rushing around like nutters to be ready for our transport. No swanning around in the pool for us. Good job we’d booked dinner at the Falls rather than trying to fit that in somewhere else.

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Thanks to all who were involved in getting this PC out to me, which allows me to annoy all my fellow passengers by uploading in airports – one of which I’m in now (with Vic) on the way to Iguazu in a no-doubt doomed attempt to get a full moon eyefull of the Falls.

In the meantime in the opposite direction the Perito Moreno glacier is performing fantastically and is live on the telly.

Cath has now reminded me that we were standing on that bit!

Usual SA transport issues again with our flight being ‘rescheduled’ by 3 hours. This after we’d got up early after a late night and rushed to get to the sodding plane. Got it’s hard being on holiday for 6 months.

Anyway point is I won’t be on for a few days as we’re heading for the rainforest, which as far as I know doesn’t yet have wi-fi integral to it’s trees. So all try to help Rob in his quest. I promise, Rob, that I won’t have There Goes Concorde Again by …And The Native Hipsters as a song of the day. That would absolutely drive you mad.

So instead it’s Blue Monday by Tanghetto for today. As you’re a young person, how exactly do we send you tunes?

PS – which Kenny C is that on the last post. A Netherlands tag gives a clue.

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