Dos chicos Guarani... with a side of piojos por favor

Sunday was another early morning with free breakfast (yum) and armored safari looking trucks ready to take us into the jungle. We visited a Guarani village where families share one roomed houses with dirt floors and everyone has the same birthday. Our tour guide’s name meant “man” in Guarani, but he went by Eduardo for documentation purposes. Kids go to elementary school in the village and once they’re of age, they make the trek to Iguazu for high school.




Typical Guarani living

Eduardo showed several hand made animal traps. There were a few close calls...


After a short tour through the jungle we listened to the Guarani kids play and sing a song.



At the end of our visit we were brought to a cluster of booths where artisans laid out their crafts. It was nothing like the jewelry or art that we saw in San Telmo or La Boca, where artisans can afford expensive materials to create their products. Everything the Guarani used to make their crafts came straight from the jungle.

Flor and I couldn’t resist picking up a few of the musician. Be wary when doing this in foreign countries: the cute little kids may come with unwanted critters.



Picking out some souvenirs (shout out Ryan)