We get off the Tigre train and stop by in Buenos. We repack our things quickly, charge the batteries, upload the photos, count the money and run downstairs. That day there is a marathon in the city so there is going to be even more traffic than usual, and we are already late for the flight. Finally we grab our transport and it turns out that we are not going to the farther airport, but the closer one. Ufff – we think and arrive an hour before our plane departs.
Aeroparque Airport is located pretty much in the heart of the city. To get there you go in slight circles but it is small and there are many planes which depart to destinations within Argentina. We take off our backpacks which we need to put in huge plastic bags. We ask whether it will be possible to buy coffee after security control and we go further. We have got two hours before one plane departs so it is the perfect time to look for alfajores, which are local cookies that we devour passionately.
After two hours of fun our plane is finally announced. There aren’t many people so we get on swiftly and we have got a lot of space. The flight is fast and after 90 minutes we arrive at Iguazu. We are short of breath because humidity is cruel, and the temperature is as high as 36 degrees Celsius, which is twice as high as in Buenos Aires. We are covered in sweat right away and it has been so until now, We wait for our luggages long enough but finally they come out and we go to Puerto Iguazu – a town abundant with hostels and hotels– the accomodation for those who come here to see the waterfalls. We find our little hostel and we turn on the air quickly. We all smile at each other because once again we can finally breathe. Unfortunately, we also need to go and eat something but most of parillas is closed throughout the day. We find the confectioner’s and there we come across empanadas, which are local dumplings. Eight ones do the trick.
All we need to do now is to buy some water and we can go to sleep. Tomorrow there will be the first day with the waterfalls.