Golly wizz i am tired. Here in Iguazu at the minute, on the Brazilian and Argentinian borders. There are some crazy falls here and we popped into the brazilian side to have a gawk at them today, pretty sweet but what really interested me was all the cool animal life we saw. The falls themselves are right in the middle of the rainforest even though they are just 30 minutes outside the city. Just walking along the path we saw so many different types of bug it would make any primary school boy estatic, tons of different type ants, a tiny albino spider and moth, i put my hand on a railing for a minute and when i looked again there was a 2 inch praying mantis/stick insect on it, lots of creepy crawlers and above our heads in some places 4 foot webs with 3 inch spiders sitting in them. Well class, no mosquitos either which meant you got all the good stuff with none of the bad.
We are going again tomorrow and doing the argentinian side which is much larger and will involve several hours of walking, should be a good laugh. Came home on my own tonight cuz the girls are staying in a restaurant having a few drinks, feeling a bit New Zealand home-sick.
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I'm NZ homesick too!! :(
Do you know there is a maori cafe here in Lyon haha. It looks pretty rangi from the outside!
Don't worry when I get over yourway in June we can reminise about all things NZ. I've blogged - finally. Just a wee update.
xxxx Look after yourself xxxx
i love that, "theres so many bugs that it would make any primary school kid happy". no paul, it would just make you happy whether you were in primary school or not. poo for being new zealand-sick live for the moment my man. you are back too soon for that caper. your dad is trying to get in contact with you, whatever phone he was ringing isnt working now or somethin
liam, just because you were one of those jockey types who went playing tennis ball soccer on the concrete basketball court, doesn't mean that there wasn't another world beyond twenty people fighting for a tiny ball with another twenty people screaming at them to pass, all in a three square feet space. who could forget those majestic magazines such as "bugs" and "dinosaurs". oh, them were the days.
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