By the time we got to Buenos Aires, I needed rest.
So I got it.
This hotel has a giant tub. And I don’t even like baths!
I like Buenos Aires. Why aren’t we living here instead?
Do we have to go back to Santiago?
Why don’t we just stay here?
This hotel room is bigger than my apartment!
I think I’ll just stay.
Today we crossed the border over into Brazil.
It was pretty fun.
I got to sit in a double decker bus on the ride back.
I made sure to take the window seat again.
After the vicious attack by those coatis, I had a hard time appreciating Iguazu Falls.
But after smacking enough coatis around I managed to enjoy myself again and get some good photos.
Still.
…stupid coatis.
There I was, minding my own business. Here, here coatis.
When out of nowhere, a vicious monster charges.
I’m down!
Where was my best bear bud?
He did NOT have my back.
Too late Nicholas. Too late.
I’m putting coatis on notice. Not cool, coatis. There will be payback.* *
We were told there were many types of animals in Parque Nacional Iguazu.
They have monos. Our hotel posted warning signs about “invasion de monos” if we left the room doors open. I’m down for an invasion, so I tried to bait them with bananas and an open door.
But they didn’t bite.
As in, they didn’t even show up.
They also have these funny creatures called caotis. They are kind of like raccoons. Oh look, there’s one!
Maybe I should make them my pets.
Some of my human companions had the idea of waking up to see the sunrise at Iguazu.
That’s crazy talk.
First of all, the park doesn’t open till 8:00am, meaning some illegal fence hopping action had to happen. I’m not inclined to get my bear butt banned in this country for the sake of some falling water.
Second, what sensible bear wakes up before sunrise anyway?
So Nicholas and I did what sensible animals around the world all do.
We stuck our heads under pillows and slept until everyone came back.
Meaning that our first glimpse of Iguazu was in the daytime.
I was perfectly alright with that.
Thanks Nicholas.
Give me hot cocoa over wine any day. But if Nicholas decides to take me to a winery, I will go along with the whole thing. I’m a good sport.
And I got to climb some grape vines in Uco Valley. Too bad the Andes were completely covered by clouds in the background.
That said, it was still fun. I’d do it again.
It’s the end of the W. We’re waiting for the bus. That’s as good a time as any to hang out on a hammock. With my bear buddy. And Las Torres in the background.
Today was a nice day. It was also a long day. For Nicholas. Well it was a long day for me too, but I just got carried. Nicholas had to do the carrying. After yesterday’s torrential downpour, I was happy to see good weather. And some nice views.
Today Nicholas knew better than to keep me stuffed in a bag.
And look, I made it to the summit!
Sometimes, like today, I like to watch the camping folk pitch their tent in high wind conditions from the comfort of my cot shielded from said high wind conditions.
Given that their outer shell blew off overnight, I’m glad I am inside and not out there.
Here I am not laughing at the suckers brave folk deciding to camp outside before a windstorm.
