The day after the falls on the Argentinian side we were supposed to be going to see the Brazilian side but decided not to go in the end because of the cost. Instead we lounged round the pool. Something about the pool and 30 degree heat just makes u want a beer, well u can see where this is goin! Luckily the anti cat killers checked out and a new bunch of people were in so the night faded in with them. The following day we booked our bus to Curitiba. It was about 10 hours so we booked it for over night and mooched all day, fairly uneventful. We got the bus and arrived in Curitiba on the 31st on Jan at about 6 in the morning. The directions to the hostel were absolutely useless so we had to get a taxi, turns out he didn't even know where the hostel was! We have breakfast there and head out to explore. Curitiba's a nice place but there's not a lot going on. We use the next two nights to regenerate some energy. There's an island nearby called Ilha Do Mel (honey island) which we've heard a few people talk about so we book up a bus to go there on the 2nd. When the 2nd comes round we jump on our bus to Pontal Do Parana and catch an hourly boat over to Ilha Do Mel. The islands quite cool, they regulate the amount of people can go there, a maximum of 3000 so it's pretty deserted. Once there we find a hostel to stay in and go for a wonder. It's like another world, no vehicles, just sandy paths through a jungley terrain. The sand is white and the sea is clear. We wonder up to the lighthouse to take some pictures. Pretty amazing sight! Having only one night here we stay out wondering for a while. There's also no supermarkets so we dine out in cool little restaurant and retire to the sweat box that is our room. The next day our bus to Santo isn't till 12 so we still have a lot of the day. Go for a beach jog and wonder round the rest of the island. We get the boat back to Pontal at about 4, however we hit a snag! Pontal doesn't have a main bus terminal and we don't have a return ticket. So we jump on a public bus hoping it'll take us to a terminal. It doesn't, about half hour goes by before a local steps in clearly seeing we have no idea what we're doing. They tell us there is no terminal, however the bus company we need has a small shop in a couple stops time which it turns out we would have never found and ended up god knows where. From here the traveling goes pretty smoothly, arriving in Curitiba main terminal with about 5 hours to spare before our coach to Santos. Midnight rolls round, which is also Dyson's birthday, and we board the coach. Happy birthday bruv, I'm goin to sleep!