Arriving in Ybycui town on a Sunday wasn't our best choice. No buses to the National Park and no shops nor restaurants were open at all. In order to survive we had to unpack the trangia (get it trangiaed!) and cook in the backyard of our hospedaje (B&B).
Next day we arrived at the National Park and pitched up our new purchased tiny Brazilian tent (what a piece of shit). We went swimming naked underneath the waterfall and nearly got caught by a visitor starring down from the top.
In the evenings we had BBQ's and "jungle juice" (spirit made out of sugar cane) mixed with fresh oranges from the park. The iPod was blasting out some heavy tunes to scare off the jaguars and pumas.
We left the park after 2 days, walking 2km back to the entrance to catch our bus. With our little Spanish we asked the guard what time it will arrive. He simply said there is no bus and carried on talking to his mate. A bit confused about that comment we asked again and we were than told to catch the bus 4km up the road. It looked like we had no other choice then walking along an boring concrete street with our heavy bags, 40 degrees, no shade and only 2 litres of water between us. After reaching our destination after 1 1/2 hours we kindly decided not to walk any more that day!
Next day we arrived at the National Park and pitched up our new purchased tiny Brazilian tent (what a piece of shit). We went swimming naked underneath the waterfall and nearly got caught by a visitor starring down from the top.
In the evenings we had BBQ's and "jungle juice" (spirit made out of sugar cane) mixed with fresh oranges from the park. The iPod was blasting out some heavy tunes to scare off the jaguars and pumas.
We left the park after 2 days, walking 2km back to the entrance to catch our bus. With our little Spanish we asked the guard what time it will arrive. He simply said there is no bus and carried on talking to his mate. A bit confused about that comment we asked again and we were than told to catch the bus 4km up the road. It looked like we had no other choice then walking along an boring concrete street with our heavy bags, 40 degrees, no shade and only 2 litres of water between us. After reaching our destination after 1 1/2 hours we kindly decided not to walk any more that day!
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