Day 225: When Time Travel Goes Wrong

Puerto Iguazu – Buenos Aires, Argentina

I was gonna go back to Iguazu Falls park again today but Celeste and three of our dorm mates went out partying till morning. I was gonna join but slept through the night like a log. The weather was also too humid for me to bother to go return to the park.

By late afternoon, I had my second 18+ hour bus ride in two days. Not fun. Fat lady sitting next to me snored like crazy. I pretty much tossed and turned the whole night through looking for comfortable positions. I decided there and then that whichever next overnight bus ride I took, I’d be going for the “Cama” (bed) instead of the “Semicama” (half bed) class.