My three friends from work and their other halves after a few bottles of wine and champagne.
No birthday would be complete without fireworks ... Flor made Francis a cake and put a real firework on top!
It's now the end of October, and there's another long weekend in honour of El día de la raza. I manage to get a few extra days off work, we hire a car and drive north past the delta swamps, along the Rio Uruguay and border with Uruguay, to go camping by the river with the mosquitoes in the north of Entre Rios.
We were camping near the national park, El Palmar. We went for long walks, admiring the amazing wildlife and seeing an incredible amount of palm trees. Below are some photos from the trip:
We decided to steal a Lassy for the holiday to accompany us on our walks and sleep outside our tent guarding it.
Cows
After walking along for HOURS not seeing a single soul, we very oddly come across a Jewish graveyard. Very surreal, as it really was in the middle of nowhere, we had been walking for about 4 hours and were still 50kms from the nearest town which we were told was a 'short walk' away when Francis asked where he could watch the rugby. (we didnt walk the 50kms obviously, we hitch-hiked at the first sign of a car along the mud track with some very friendly Bolivian men who were here working putting up electricity cables from town to town)
Then after finally making it to the town, just before it got dark, we found another very nice man to drive us back nearer to where we were camping.
Back to base camp for delicious, candle lit bbq's outside the tent. (ps-people from Macmillan, the wind-up tourch really came in handy)
When driving back to the city, we managed to stumble across an amazing ranch, where we had more bbq and a spot of wonderful music and charismatic joke telling by the man with the hat!
