Otto 16th
Day 31

One month down, 100 days to go.

It's getting a lot easier to get around after having taken Spanish classes in Rosario, Argentina. Athough my whole family had taken lessons, I somehow have become our official translator for the time being.
Rosario was wonderful. Our decision to go to the city was because of a guy named Dylan we had met in Uruguay. Not only did he influence us to go to Rosario, where he lives, but also played a big part in why our stay was so great. With the combination of language studies, sweaty futbol games and ice cream from the best places in the country, our time there was well spent.
From Rosario, we traveled up north in the back of a truck to 'Reservation del Ibera' a wetlands and bird watching  paradise. Capybaras roamed the local's yards and dirt roads, and alligators swam in every nearby creek and pond. We stayed in a cozy little hostel owned by a cute old couple and their 7 children. The perfect place for watching hummingbirds fluster around watering cans and toads the size of small pumpkins crowd under light posts to catch bugs. After a few treks in the jungle and a boat ride across the river, we embarked on a 12 hour ride to my current destination.
Half of the travel was in the luxury of a bus, blasting terrible Japanese kung fu movies in Spanish. Although the language barrier didn't matter much, the dialogue included was mostly just screaming, along with many terrible fake punching and kicking sounds. The other half of the journey was spent packed into the cab of a truck, on the worst road I've ever seen. There was no shortage of bumping into the doors, the roof, or each other . That trip made me realize my love for gravol.

Though my family tends to stay away from the more touristic areas, we decided that Iguazu Falls might just be too good to pass up, especially since its on our way into Paraguay. Tomorrow we visit the falls, and then continue into Ciudad del Este , Paraguay.