Estancia

As the sun went down we got into the remains of a cab with a toothless driver called Moncho who took us about 20km down a dirt track through swampy land inhabited by Yacares (like small crocodiles) and amazing birds. Our destination was an overgrown estancia that sat on the edge of the Parana surrounded by forest where howler monkeys live. We spent the night in horror at all the creatures that were trying to get into our basic lodgings. By the time it was time to sleep the fly mesh was completely coated in big beetles, wierd flys and other crazy insects and we had toads in the bathroom. But bythe next day we were used to it all.