September 3rd - spent the past two days in Valle de Uco and Maipu drinking more wine than Jesus. Will post about that later, but for now, all I have is...
... South America is fucked up.
September 1st - CS and I have been traveling like crazy this week. It's hard to believe that it was only yesterday, but just over the border from Brazil into Argentina, we spent the night at Iguazu Falls. I believe this is one of the natural wonders of the world. Our accommodations were somewhat of an adult tree house. Our room was literally in the middle of the jungle about 200m down a wooden walkway from the main lodge. I only wish we had more time to spend there swinging in the hammock and drinking Quilmes Stout.
So yesterday at the falls we were the obvious Americans with no regard for early morning single digit Celsius. We opted to take the Aventura Nautica, a twelve minute boat ride into the falls. It's one of those overwhelmingly surreal situations where you can't quite absorb what is happening to you in real time. Maybe because A) you're the only idiots on the 20 person capacity boat (literally the first boat tour of the morning) as it is freezing cold, B) it defies all North American safety standards to drive a boat INTO a deadly waterfall and C) it's goddamn beautiful. Look at this shit. It's fucking magic. You can ride a unicorn off the top of the falls too, but they were tired.
September 1st - just arrived in Mendoza via overnight sleeper bus. EVERY bus should be like this bus. Fully reclining seats, complimentary meals, including wine, champagne, and Bourne Identity with spanish subtitles. Today, CS and I are hoping to rent bikes and make our own unofficial winery tour in Maipu. Tomorrow we are trying to hook up with a private driver that was recommended to me by a friend I met in Sau Paulo Brazil. This guy will drive us around to the wineries of our choosing in Cuyo.
A few days ago CS and I were on a protected island about an hour boat ride from Angra dos Reis, Brazil, known as Isla Grande. Crystal clear waters, stray dogs, ominous pirate ships and beach paddle ball abound.
August 29th - returned from Paraty at around noon today and spent the entire day in Copacabana before heading to Ipanema to catch the sunset. Tomorrow CS and I fly to Iguazu Falls and venture to Argentina. Goodbye, Brazil. It's been a great three weeks.
August 27th - be safe in Hurricane Irene, east coast friends. Staying at a great bed and breakfast with CS called Pousada Pardeiro in a very cool colonial fishing town called Paraty. Here's a marmoset I saw a few days ago at the Jesus Christ The Redeemer statue in Rio de Janeiro.... or a Paul Magyar sighting? You be the judge. Hey, I hear you get the munchies on that Appalachian Trail...