With our PADI diving licences still fresh in our pockets we arrive in Ayr after a night out in Airlie beach. We hope to dive the Yongala wreck which is reputed as one of the top 10 dives in the world. We camp outside the dive centre and get up about 7:30am to check in. The weather looked pretty awful and feared that the dive wasn’t going to happen. Our fears were confirmed when we went to in the centre to check. So we decided to wait one more day for the dive. We drove into the town centre of Ayr and found a nice rest area by tourist information where we pretty much slept for 5 hours as we only had about 3 hours sleep the previous night. When we eventually woke up, we drove around town and found a cinema where we bumped into Dave again. There wasn’t much choice in films to watch. It was either four holidays or bride wars. We initially bought tickets to see bride wars and saw the trailers and thought it was going to be rubbish so we sneaked into the four holidays showing instead. But that turned out to be a rubbish film anyway.

After the film, we chilled out in the only hostel in Ayr where Dave was staying. It was a backpackers place for workers that looked unwelcoming and like a prison. After this, we found a quiet street in Ayr to spend the night. When we woke up in the morning the weather was crap. It was raining, windy and dull. It was obvious already that the dive was going to be cancelled. We called the dive centre up which confirmed this. We gave up hope of diving the Yongala wreck and drove straight to Townsville to catch a ferry to Magnetic Island taking Dave as our first passenger.

We arrived at Magnetic Island around 2pm and check into a place called the Arcadia Hotel which is actually a hostel. We ended staying in a 6 bed dorm with Dave and meeting two new girls, Ester and Michelle. The weather never improved but got worse. We were on a beautiful island but it was pouring down with rain. We already had enough of this bad weather and decided that we were going to leave the next day to Cairns. We didn’t want to leave Magnetic Island and do nothing so we headed out to a small hike to called Forts walk when the rain eased off a little. Along the walk we was supposed to see some wild koalas and also some old world war relics. We never saw much of either. However, we managed to see a Kookaburra and some concrete platforms where some bunkers and old army stores used to be.

On the way back, Mike managed to slip over and he cut up his leg a bit but it as all superficial and he soldiered his way home.

In the evening, the hostel was pretty empty but there was a bar where we got to enjoy a few beers with our fish and chip meal we ordered.

In the morning, the weather seemed worse than previously. This time were didn’t plan to hang around and we caught the 10:10am ferry back to Townsville where we planned to drive straight to Cairns. We drove for about an hour before we hit a small town called Ingham where we couldn’t go any further because the road was blocked due to flooding.

This had hampered our plans a little as it gave a fewer days in Cairns to sell Sandy the Van. We ask the road traffic person when the road would be clear and it wasn’t good news. He said it probably wouldn’t clear until 1pm the next day. It was about 2pm when we asked which meant we had to stay in Ingham for the night. There was nothing to do in this small town so time was hard to kill. Fortunately we found a public library where we could use the internet for free. In the evening we found our way to a supermarket where we met other camper van drivers stuck in this quiet town. We forget the names, but they included 3 aussie girls, 2 Dutch and 2 English lads. We ended up chilling out under some shelter of the supermarket with our camp chairs, some music and some canola candles to keep the mosquitoes away.

We got up nice and early the next day in Ingham to see if the road had cleared. It hadn’t cleared and we ask the road traffic person the same question we asked him yesterday and he he said it will clear the next day around 1pm. This was bad news to us, so we found some free internet to find another route to get there. We found one that may be passable all roads have been affected by the floods in one way or the other. It was about 500km extra driving, but we didn’t want to hang around and so we drove the long way  which included driving back an hour to Townsville, where we were previously and going quite a bit inland.

The road inland was quite interesting as it seemed like it was part of the outback. We got to see lots wild kangaroos, pigs, cattle and wallabies. We also must have counted about ten dead kangaroos that got hit by cars. We made it safely into Cairns at about 8 hours later, but the Sandy the van was feeling the strain from the long journey. Sandy was making funny noises but we was too tired to investigate and left it for the following day to sort out. We check into Gilligans Hostel at 11pm and go straight to bed after a tiring day.

Hervey bay is the our port of departure to arrival at the natural beauty of Fraser Island. This 3 day trip is a self guided driving tour with other random people. We basically got a 4×4 van with all the necessary camping equipment and a group was allocated to it. We attended a briefing before we departed where we got to meet the other 6 people in our group; Aimee, Neil, Henry, Gai, Jale and Maria. As it was a a self guided adventure, we had to carry out a group shop for food supplies that would last us the 3 days.

Once all the admin and food shopping was done, we headed off to the ferry which would take us to Fraser Island. The first stop when we arrive on Fraser Island was the beautiful green Lake Wabby. It was a nice relaxing lake which enabled us to cool down in the sweltering heat.

It wasn’t long after until we left and drove along the loose sandy tracks on to the long 74 mile beach where we would float along the sand with the waves breaking just before they hit the side of our 4×4. We finally camp in a pretty rough spot for our first night. We had plenty of goon (bagged wine) to have some fun that night along with free salsa lessons from the experts Jale and Maria.

We had an early start to the next day as we had to reach the Champagne pools before high tide would block off the beach road that provides access to its. Champagne pools, aptly named because when the waves crash in to the walls of the rock pools, it looks very much like the champagne flowing out of a bottle when it breaches the walls. The champagne pools is only place you can safely swim and wade in the sea water as the rest of the coastline of Fraser Island is littered with jellyfish, sharks and stingrays.

Afterwards, we visited Indian Head, a small hill that provided great views of the coastline and cleat blue sea where we could see dolphins, large stingrays and sharks traversing the waters.

When high tide was over, we headed to Eli Creek which was a tiny stream where you can float along by the current from one end to the other.

Our last night of camping was a big night as all of the 5 groups of 4×4s that started this trip together picked the same spot to camp. This meant a fairly large gathering and a heavy night of partying commenced.

Despite the late night finish, we still had to get up early again to beat high tide. We were the second from last group to leave promptly at 7am and drove towards Central Station. Central station was and old logging station, but there wasn’t much interest for us to stay long and so we headed straight to stunning Lake McKenzie, where the sand is white and the water is clear blue.

Lake McKenzie was definitely the best part of the island and probably the busiest. We leave Lake McKenzie late afternoon to catch the ferry back to the mainland.

The only bad thing about Fraser Island are the gigantic march flies. Hundreds of flies, the size of a walnut, welcome you in the morning as you stumble out of the tent. Not only, do swarms of them just land on you, the nasty things bite! There’s no big enough bottle of insect repellent out there to keep them away. The only way is to fight back and swat them.

The overall self guided, self drive tour worked out much better than I thought. We had a lot of fun and met made a lot of new friends. This is not only one of the cheapest ways of seeing the only, but one of the best.

I thought Bundaberg would be just another town we just happened to pass through where there are loads of small, quiet independent shops to serve the local community. But I was wrong.

Bundaberg is famous for many things and surprisingly kept us busy during our time there. The main reason for our stop in Bundaberg was to gain our PADI scuba diving licence. Not only is it one of the cheapest places you can do this in Australia, but it is also the start of the Great Barrier Reef. We spent 4 days to complete the course which involved one day in the classroom and another day at the local swimming pool to practice what we have learnt in controlled conditions. On the last two days, we went diving in the ocean and got our first glimpse of the Great Barrier Reef.

I loved the practical side of things of the course, but the classroom and reading we had to do was tedious and took a long time to complete. We had an exam at the end of the course which is the first exam I have had for about 2 years. Not staying in a hostel and in our van made things a bit harder as by the time we found a place to settle and had dinner it was already late. Then we had things to read and exercises to complete. Space and light was not good in Sandy the van. Despite the pain suffered it was worth it in the end as we all passed with flying colours.

Apart from scuba diving, we visited Mon Repos which is famous for its turtle watching. Fortunately, we were in Bundaberg at the correct season for when the turtles lay their clutches of eggs on the beach and for when the eggs hatch. We arrived about 7pm at Mon Repos turtle centre and it wasn’t long after until it a loggerhead turtle is spotted on the beach for us to go and see. By the time we got to it, she was already burying the eggs and running off back to the sea. But a second one turned up while the other one was leaving and we got to see her dig a deep chamber and lay her eggs into it. It was an amazing sight and I was surprised to see how close we could get. The rangers were even took two of the freshly laid eggs for people to touch and hold. We watch the second turtle bury the eggs and then watch her crawl back to the sea. A final count of the egg was taken and that was at 129.

The eggs of the last turtle were in a bad position which means that they were in danger of being damaged or destroyed. The rangers decided to move them to a better location. So the rangers along with some of the audience helped to move the 129 eggs to a safer location. It ended up to be a good night of turtle watching, depsite ending at around midnight.

On other days in Bundaberg we visited the well known Bundaberg rum distillery which was interesting, but the best part was the 2 free mixer drinks we got at their bar.

We also managed to visit the Bundaberg Barrel which is famous for its ginger beer. Obviously, we got our free taster of it at the end of the tour.

We had a great time in Bundaberg but it’s not a place I would stay in for much longer when seen all the major attractions as the town itself is rather quiet during the day and night. We wave goodbye to Bundaberg and head to Airlie Beach for our sailing adventure around the Whitsundays.

Bryon bay is known very well for its surfing. So this was the ideal place for us to take a surf lesson and brush up our skills. We had a great time, however the conditions were not the best to learn in. Apart from surfing, we went to the most Easterly point and visited the lighthouse that was also up there. Funnily enough we bump into our good old friend Dave from Sydney and also Nina from way back on the Inca Trail.

Most of our time spent here in Byron bay was on the beaches. The waters here are nice and clear with a constant flow of waves, ideal for body surfing. When we had enough of the beaches we cleaned ourselves up and headed off to the bars of which there are plenty of here. We stop off at Cheeky Monkey’s for a few cheap drinks. This place is a great laugh, with a club 18-30s feel to it. We also went to the Beach hotel which had a fantastic live band to entertain us while chilling out with a few beers.

We found a great spot for sleeping just a walk away from the bars but quiet enough where many people do not go which  meant we could have a good nights sleep. It was also in Bryon Bay where we gave Sandy the van an upgrade and made some speaker boxes to hang just behind the front seats so we could hear the music better.

We only spent two days in Byron bay which wasn’t enough. It’s so easy to just chill out here and do nothing or just grab a surf board and head off to the beach. The nightlife is great and meeting people is easy. In the end we leave late at night towards Brisbane our next destination.

We get to Port Macquarie late at night and find a nice spot in Town Beach car park to sleep in. We get up at about 8 am and go for a morning swim in the sea to revitalise and then had some breakfast on the beach. We haven’t started up Sandy since the battery problem yesterday so we start her up and see what happens…she starts like a beauty! We assume that problem is fixed for now and tackle our next problem which is the car speakers. We can barely hear them and we need music for long journeys. There are a pair of 6″9 inch speakers with the van don’t work. So we drive to a place called “Super Cheap Autos” to get them to test it out. To our surprise, they work so we spend about an hour re-wiring them to our van. We hear music loud and clear for the first time and we start to enjoy the road trip again!

We had to remind ourselves that we were in Port Macquarie to sight see and not fixing the van which was on our minds for the past 24 hours. We make a lunch of tuna and sweetcorn sandwiches and then drive to see Roto House which is one of Australia’s oldest European settlements to get a bit of history on the area. Next to Roto house is a Macquarie Nature Reserve which is home to Australia’s oldest Koala hospital.

This place is worth a visit, not only because it is free, but they put in a lot of work to save the lives of koalas that have been run over, been in bush fires or house the homeless. We spend the rest of the afternoon walking around Kooloonbung nature park situated next to the CBD. We find a night spot on Lighthouse beach to cook a meal on our camping stove before we drove to Coffs Harbour to sleep for the night.

We wake up in Park Beach, Coffs Harbour in a massive car park by the surf club. There were clearly a lot of other camper vans who slept here the same night as everyone as out on the camping chairs have a bowl of cereal. No morning swim today, instead we find a YHA where we have a shower and do some of our laundry as it’s getting a bit smelly in the van. It is here that we bump into Dave who we met in Sydney and is staying in this exact hostel.

In the afternoon, we got our first taste of the “Big Things” in Australia. We went to see the Big Banana which was actually smaller than we thought it would be.

We then went to the Botanic Gardens and Muttonbird Island Nature Reserve which is part of the Solitary Island Marine Reserve and had fantastic views of Coffs Habour. But the weather was great with lots of cloud and a little rain. We met up with Dave back at the YHA hostel and cook a meal together and have a few beers for the first time since having the van.

It’s road trip time in our van Sandy which we bought only a few days ago. We take it for a drive for the first time to the King’s Cross area to see Kev off as he is leaving us for 3 weeks to see the east coast of Australia with Anna. We say our goodbyes and head straight to Newcastle. Sandy drives like a beauty, despite not having power steering. It’s very exciting when we arrive there at about 1 am in the morning and finding a place to sleep for the night. Eventually we find this car park by Bar Beach which is dead quiet. We park up and get ourselves ready to go to sleep with three people sharing a double sized mattress…cosy. The only way we would fit in was to have to people with their heads facing the boot and the other person in the middle facing the opposite way.

The night went by and we all had a good nights sleep. The strange thing was when we woke up the car park was getting fuller and there were tons of joggers going past the van as we lay there. As we were next to the sea, we went for a early morning swim. It’s surprising how many people are up at 7:30am to go for a swim in the sea. As we have no fixed abode, we head to the public showers to clean ourselves up. We then went for a spot of lunch and chilled out on Dixon beach before. We didn’t stay for long in Newcastle as there wasn’t a huge amount that interested there, so we left late at night and drove towards Coffs Harbour. We got tired on the way and stopped in a rest area called Buladelah on the motorway where we slept for the night.

The following day, we wake up nice and early and drive to Forster via a scenic route through Myall Lakes, Seal Rocks, Pacific Palms and Booti Booti National Park. We arrive at Forster by midday and find a supermarket to get some lunch in. When we got back to the van, we tried to start it up but it wouldn’t start. It looked like that battery was flat to us which wasn’t good news as it could mean we might need a new battery which would be expensive. Luckily for us, a nice woman in the pet shop nearby offered a jump start.

The jump start worked and we were on the road again but we only drove another few hundred metres before we saw a carpet shop offering cheap mats which would be perfect to lay on the floor of our van to make more homely. Surprise surprise, after we bought the mats and attempted to start the car it wouldn’t! It was really frustrating but the person from the carpet shop offered a jump start. This time we drove straight to a k-mart in case it wouldn’t start again. K-mart has lots of car parts including a battery and the plan was to replace ourselves if the car wouldn’t start again. As expected when we tried to restart the car outside it wouldn’t start. So we get out the screwdrivers and start replacing the battery. We found that the contacts of the battery in the car were covered in some sort of blue powder so we clean it off and swap it for a new one. The new one never worked so we got a refund and popped the old one back it. We didn’t know what else to do, so we  just thought we would just try start the engine anyway, and hey presto, it worked!! This time we never turned off the engine and drove straight to Port Macquarie.

We arrive into Sydney after leaving the airport in Tahiti at 2am. We had already planned to stay in Sydney for two weeks so we thought we would chill out in the Blue Mountains for a few days.

We were very hungry by the time we reached our hostel in the Blue Mountains, so we went out for a fish and chip lunch and for our first tasting of chicken salt that a lot of aussies we have met on the way have been raving about. To be honest, it didn’t taste that much different from normal salt. We decided to have an easy first day in Australia, so we hit the cinema to watch the new James Bond film, The Quantum of Solace and then headed had an early night.

The next day we got straight into the hiking and started on the Prince Henry Cliff walk which headed towards Echo Point. Along the way we saw some great views of the Three Sisters Mountains.

We went on from there to tackle the Giant staircase which has over 900 steps. Further on, we walked past the Katoomba falls and finally made it to Scenic world which has built its enterprise on an old mining area.

As we were still in relaxing mode we did pretty much nothing but reading books, sleeping or playing games in the hostel for a few days. It was quite nice not rushing to a tour to planning anything. Sometimes that stuff can be a big chore.

In between relaxing days, me and Mike decided to go see the waterfalls known as the Laura Cascades. We wished we never bothered in the end as it wasn’t that spectacular.

On the way back from the walk when we were practically at the door of our hostel, Mike realises that he has lost his wallet and thinks he may have lost it on the trail. So the first thing we do is report it to the police in case someone may have handed it in and also because the police station as right next door to the hostel. The next thing we do is grab Chris to help us have a look for it. So we all head back towards the trails we went on and even had to drag ourselves down the giant staircase. We retrace our steps and use big sticks to poke and prod the bush that runs along side the trail to check if the missing wallet is there. After hours of searching, we finally give up and head back to the hostel. It is there where Mike checks in is backpack and finds that his wallet has miraculously appeared in there. Me and Chris were fairly annoyed as we told him to check there in the first place! But the main reason that we were annoyed was that we pretty much hike a few miles and went up and down the giant staircase for nothing!

Anyway, we move on from that needless stress and de-stress with a game of Monopoly which provided us with us over 2 hours of entertainment. And Mike won…

We spent 4 days in the Blue Mountains which provided us with some fantastic views and also our last moments of relaxation before we head off to the big city of Sydney.

After a night on the benches of the Santiago airport we boarded our jet and sped off towards the middle of the pacific ocean. After 6 hours a tiny island loomed out of the airplane windows, which were calling home for the next 4 days.

Rapa Nui, to give it its traditional name, is an anomaly on this earth. A tucked away, remote isolated haven where rugged terrain, magical vistas, folklore and tradition meet in a mythical melting pot of Polynesian and Spanish culture.

Upon arrival we were greeted by the kind staff of Mihinoa camping who had 4 laia’s ready and waiting for us. Donning our new flower necklaces we set up in our hostel and planned for the next few days. The campsite located in the town of Hanga Roa was fantastically situated a stones throw from the sea with its crashing light blue waves battering the rocky shoreline.

On one of the evenings we got a taste of Polynesian history and culture when we attended the Kari Kari show. It was a show full of traditional dance and songs where the audience got the chance to participate albeit not by their own choice. The performers on the show would come off the stage and go hunting for potential prey to dance on with them. Sitting at the back of the audience provided no safety net as me and Kev were eagerly targeted for a showdown on stage. Infact, what seemed daunting thing, turned out to be a great laugh where we got to dance with some pretty Polynesian girls and receive a huge round of applause from the audience.

Easter Island is well known for its beauty and Moai statues dotted all over the island which would take a long time to see if on foot. So we hired a small jeep which we affectionately named “Jimmy” after the name of its model. With our new friend Jimmy, we took to the road and visited Orongo village which gave us some information about the history of the inhabitants of this island thousands of years ago. We then went on to Rano Kau Volcano which hosts a vast amount of Moai statues of all shapes and sizes.

Before we went on to see the spectacular Tongariki statues (picture below), we chilled out on Anakena beach until it started to rain. We finished off the day by watching the sunset at Ahu Akiri, where we shared the stunning views of red skies over the big blue sea with 4 other Moais.

The island is also a hiking haven. We were recommended a long hike around the coast of the island. The starting point of this hike was about 20km away at Anakena beach and by then we had no longer had Jimmy. Fortunately, The island is hitch-hiker friendly, and we managed to grab a free ride on a back of a lorry. Along the hike we got to see the beautiful natural coast lines and the many strange rock formations and old rock structures from previous inhabitants. On the final part of the hike we got a little miserable as we veered off the track and got lost inland. Then it got more miserable when it started to rain heavily. We got back to the campsite after about 7 hours of solid walking. That never put us off a little more hiking the following day where we saw the Ana Kai Tangata caves and a few more Moai statues along the coast, closer to our campsite.

We spent the final days chilling out, enjoying the sun and our sea views, playing volley ball with the campsite owner’s children and reading some of the books that we have managed to hoard since we started traveling.

We leave this small gem of an island after four fantastic days after the owners kindly see us off at the airport where we leave for our next slice of paradise that is Tahiti.

The long bus rides seem like normality to us now as we arrive into Iguazu Falls, Argentina at 9am after a 17 hours of traveling time. We only had to walk 5 minutes down the road to our hostel called the Iguazu Falls Inn. It wasn’t what we thought it was going to look like, as we saw pictures of this beautiful resort with nice big swimming pools surrounded by palm trees. We soon realised that we had mistaken this with the other hostel ith a very similar name. This place still looked ok with the odd few cockroaches and small lizards running around.

After settling into, we catch a bus to the Iguazu National Park to see the infamous Iguazu Falls. It cost us 60 Pesos per person for the entrance fee which isn’t too bad. We went for a walk along the upper, verde and Macuco trails. We saw some wildlife such as Coaties, praying mantis and tons of giant ants. We just had about enough time to go see the Devil’s throat where you get to go very close to one of the waterfalls. Here we got pretty soaked from the spray of the water hitting the lower river. It’s an amazing sight and much bigger than the Niagara falls we saw in Canada.

One day at the park was not long enough to see everything, so we went back the following day which was at a cheaper price of 30 pesos as we visited the day before. We took a trek through to the lower trail and then took a short thrilling jet boat ride that took us to the bottom of the waterfalls. We had planned to go to San Martin Island but this was closed due to the high water levels. We ended up going back to the hostel early and chilling out in the swimming pool before we went out to eat at a place called Colors where the owner kindly gave is 10% off our bill.

Now that we have seen the Argentine side of the Iguazu Falls, we wanted to go see the Brazilian side which was supposed to give great overviews of the national park and its falls. Getting there was surprisingly easy, despite having to cross the border. We simply caught a bus from the bus terminal which took us to the Argentine immigration which gave us departure stamps and then went straight past the Brazilian immigration with no checks whatsoever. The bus driver then dropped us in the middle of nowhere, where we then flag down and catch a bus to the park.

We arrived at the park and had to pay an entrance fee of 20.50 Reais which more than expected. When we were in the park, we caught the bus straight to the viewpoints and got to see the Iguazu Falls in its entirety. It was a beautiful view but that’s was all in the park that interested us.

There wasn’t much else apart from a few adventure sports like rafting or jet-boating. I feel the entrance fee is somewhat extortionate for what was available in this park. Needless to say we never spent much time here and headed back to the hostel early where we enjoyed the swimming pool yet again. And because the food at Colors restaurant was so good, we went back again the following night and were happy chappies when we got 10% off our food bill again.

Our two days a Iguazu has been fun. I  much prefer the Argentine side because there was more trails you can complete that take you through the falls where as the Brazilian side merely offers a overview, which is still not to be missed.

o we arrive in Buenos Aires after a long 22 hour drive from Mendoza which turned out to be a luxurious ride with a stewardess at our service. We got some tasty hot meals and a choice between red or white wine to wash it down with and had some movies to keep us entertained.

We get to Buenos Aires at about 7am and check into the party hostel called Milhouse. We didn’t mess about when we got there and booked ourselves on city tour with the hostel which took us around the tango area called Caminito street where Argentine tango was born from the sailors and hookers that hung around that area. The streets were brightly coloured due to the many nationalities that moved into the area and decorating buildings with their national colours.

We got our first taste of Argentine tango with many people dancing outside on the streets. We stopped for a beer and a photo opportunity with some tango dancers.

The tour also took us to the famous Boca Juniors football stadium. It was much smaller than I thought it be. It was a shame that we there was not a game being played here during our stay in Buenos Aires as the atmosphere is renowned to be absolutely electric. The tour lasted quite a few hours and we were dying for a beer to relax for a bit. We ended up going for a Bife de Chorizo steak and a beer with Jane who was an english lass and her daughter who we met on the tour. We pretty much drunk for most of the night and moved on to the new Milhouse bar for a few more.

The following day, after a lay in until about 1pm, we planned to go to the River Plate football stadium to buy some tickets to see a match between River Plate and Argentine Juniors as the hostel was offering this trip for 150 Reails whereas the ticket themselves are only 50 Reails. We pretty much wasted the rest of the afternoon trying to find the place and eventually completed our mission at about 4:30pm. We had just enough time to go visit the Recoleta which is where the fancy tombs of famous families and individuals are laid to rest. Many of the tombs were very big like houses and elaborately decorated.

We also stumbled across one of Argentina’s famous icon, Evita. We soon had enough of the cemetery and headed off for another steak dinner. We ended up getting a mixed grill platter for 4 people which was huge. After the meat fest we had a few drinks at the hostel before we headed off to the Sunset bar which was a huge club just outside of the city centre.The club had 2 main dance floors where one was playing dance infused Argentine music and the other played drum and bass. The only problem with this club was that it was full of kids who seemed like they still went to school. It wasn’t the best of nights and I had wished I went to club 60 the previous night now.

Following our new routine, we get up fairly late again and have just enough time to visit Palermo to have a look at the many boutique-ish markets. Palermo seemed to have a very trendy feel to it. It contained lots of independent shops, some quirky looking cafes and some crazy street performers. After a bustling time at Palermo, we managed to get our selves some tickets with Jane to see a tango show at Tortoni’s Cafe.

We entered this very old but grand building and were taken to downstairs to a small room where the tango show was to take place. Anywhere you sat in that room you seemed to be close to the action on the stage. The show was a fantastic mix of tango dancing, acting and some man who likes to make  melodic and rhythmic beats with some string and rocks.

The live band glued together the whole show with their contemporary tango music. After a fantastic show, we feeling good continued to have a few beers in the hostel. Before we knew it, it as 6am when we made it to bed.

We wake up late again the next day and leave for the River Plate vs Argentine Juniors which wasn’t a great game in the end. The River Plate fans certainly sang their hearts out for their team which was heard constantly throughout the game.

The stadium was about half full but surprisingly there was quite a atmosphere. The game ends with River Plate winning 2-1 over their opponents. After a long walk back to the hostel from the stadium, we make it back in time to enjoy the open mic and jamming session going on in the hostel. As usual this kept us up until the wee hours of the morning.

We had a great time in Buenos Aires and would love to come back again. It’s a huge city where you could easily spend a days just walking around and explore without getting bored. We didn’t think we would go out as much as we did but it was so easy to meet people here. The sad thing about leaving this lovely city is that it will be our last time we’ll be tucking into a nice Argentine Steak.