Chile it is.

On Arrival in Santiago we were pleased to see many happy dogs working at the airport. South America is full of stray, flea bitten, half dead dogs frothing at the mouth. I have flea bites to prove it, if not the mosquito's in Brazil must be the size of birds.

There were Blood Hounds, Retriever and Labrador's not dissimilar to my Ginny. I was of course more than happy to pet my happy wagging friend until he started getting a little too familiar, shall we say slightly frisky with my satchel.

On arrival in Chile ROLAND has signed a deceleration(on my behalf) to state that I was not importing food/drugs/small adults/cash into the country, without checking with me first, I might add.

He had neglected to mention the small packet of peanuts concealed in the lining of my bag. The zippy part bit on the front!

After a small and healthy scuffle and excessive petting of "Shep" the snitch dog, the lady agreed not to "see" me to the cells if I agreed to sign a new declaration to say I was/would:
a, A bad person
b, Likes dogs
c, Concealed nuts in my adult life from the nut police
d, Had earlier that day had the cheek to carry a mixture of fruit and veg. in my hand luggage with the intend to supply.
e, Would never commit such a heinous crime again

As all of the above were true I signed away my life in a document written in Spanish which I have no idea what it meant. If you never see me again I have been enlisted in the Chilean Army.

And its cold.

Also met a man in our Hostel called Clive.....from KILBURN, Derbyshire!

Happy Kids

The Three Frontiers

Just outside out hotel (the fancy one) was the three frontiers, where Brazil, Argentina and Paraguay meet on a T junction in the Rio Parana.

Iguaza Falls - Brazil, Foz do Iguacu

The view from Brazil, was worth the tightrope walk! You got so close to the water, that you got wet with the spray. Darcey was a complete misery as 1 hour in her camera battery's were flat. I have just finished editing copious amounts of "fluffy" photographs!

Argentina - Brazil the hard way.

Well everyone knows I am the carefree spending type, and Roland is slightly "cheap"?

This takes cheap to limit. To avoid a small visa charge entering Brazil yesterday, Roland insisted on alternative routes across the Iguazu Falls. It was about as safe as entering Burma in 2006 (admittedly that was completely my idea)

We are safe and well and heading towards Chile, just a bit damp from the spray!

Iguaza Falls - Argentina, Puerto Iguazu

The Iguaza Falls in Argentina where amazing, but we preferred the Brazilian side.

The room was lovely

No German photos here!

Roland cleared the chips for the new adventure, so everyone can breath easy on the incredibly drunk photos that were taken at the "Thank you, and Goodnight party". I will put them on the day I get back as they are all stored on my lap top!!

We arrived safely in Argentina yesterday after a long stop off, but not get off in Brazil. The "hotel" didn´t have our booking, but kindly checked us into another "hotel" at a much higher cost and a place where you could fear for you life.

The hotel party went on until at least 3am and the traffic from the largest road in the world, which is our balcony view never stops. The windows are not Storm seal, but made out of re constituted *beer bottles (*or similar) which allow the atmosphere to seep into all corner of the building. Piper got very upset when she thought I had injured my foot, it turned out to be dirt!

We are heading off in a couple of hours to the falls on the boarder with Brazil. The bus takes 18 arse crunching hours on a chicken bus, so we have broke the bank and have booked on to a rather "fancy" (Darcey's words) Package. We can only afford pasta with Oxo cubes for the remainder of the trip.

Here to a skinny return home!

Cry for me......

Argentina, Little Eaton, Derby, Holland. Anyone else who reads this blog!

Its freezing, our hotel is a hovel and the best thing going on in my day is this " Queens Day" hat that I got last month!

I have started a starvation diet as I look fat and old on every photo. Surly my recent eat/drink yourself to death and exercise, Never diet has not caught up with me just yet¿

We seam to be living on a diet of bread with bread, that gives the tummy the appearance of being many months pregnant with a food baby.

Quality Inn.

When we finally got to bed jet lagged the first night in BA. Roland thought that in the dark the kind "Fagin" style Inn keeper had left a mint on his pillow.

In the morning he was shocked to find that the "mint" was a grubby rubber button and the sheets were made of plastic (only on his bed)

Even more shocked to see the state of the pillow It looked like an enormous skid mark right across where he had slept!