The second day that we were in Iguazu was a beautiful day. Our hostel was very big and very tropical. There were two pools outside with a patio and bar. Inside there was a bar with pool tables, metagol, pingpong tables, a kitchen and a movie lounge.
We could have returned to the falls again for the day, but the girls wanted to lay by the pool and swim a little bit. This seemed like a fine idea, and it was for a while. We hung out by the pool and occasionally jumped in. After a half hour, I thought of the wonderful idea of putting the sunscreen that I had brought with on my body. I put some on my arms, stomach, chest, legs, and face. I even got a girl to rub down my back. Note, that I never put anything on my feet. After another half hour the girls went inside to cook some lunch. I told them, that I would be right behind them. Unfortuanately I sat down with my headphones on. Two hours later, I realized that I had been sleeping with Mr. Sun.
The Cataratas is to the north in Argentina, which means closer to the equator and a stronger sun. Even with the sunscreen I had applied, two hours of sleeping was not going to help much. I woke up, and realized that I was burned, but I had no idea how badly. By night it was evident that it ws going to be bad.
The hostel put together a huge asado for all its guest, mostly all whom spoke english. It was 30 pesos all you could eat, and free drinks until the huge bowls ran out. Oh yeah, there was a show too. It started out with a Brazil guy jumping around with a drum yelling jibberish. Then some girl with a short skirt came out and danced. After a while we were all dancing with the girl and doing things like the limbo.
After dancing, I realized that my feet were hurting a lot. There were still free drinks, my friends and I took care of them. It was then, that I thought, maybe I should hydrate myself with water. I switched to water (the only smart thing I did all weekend). Some of my friends went out to a boliche later, but I did not due to my sunburn. I stayed and hung out with my other friends at the bar outside by the pool.
It was a great day, with one mighty stupid mistake. I was still content and having fun. Little did I know that sunburn continues to burn even after the sun is down. As I became aware of this, my friends did too. They began taking photos of me and laughing histerically with me. For this, there are photos of my new red skin. For the courtesy of those reading this blog, I chose not to post them. The photos posted are before I got fried. If you would like to see them, check facebook or email me at bmsmit05@smumn.edu. I would be glad to show you. The rare thing about all of this, is my arms and face did not burn at all. My chest, stomach, legs and feet were cooked well done.
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