So we took a plane to Campo Grande because it was cheaper and more time saving than a bus. We didn´t really do much there since we were only spending the night. We stayed in an hostel that our guidebook said was near the bus station and ate at a buffet around the corner because it was the only restaurant open within walking distance.
It turned out that the main bus station had been moved and we had to take a special bus from the old one to the new one. So we spent half an hour waiting for it until it finally came. We bought bus tickets for the border town whose name I have forgotten and off we went. Campo Grande is in the middle of a huge area known as the Pantanal...an enormous swamp full of crocodiles and bird life. On our way we had the pleasure of seeing a few of the Mennonites that populate the area. They are renowned for their agricultural prowess and definitely looked out of place with their blond hair, blue eyes, plaid shirts and bib overalls. We made our way across a small section of the Pantanal and had the opportunity to see a few different kinds of birds and vast tracts of swamp land through which we were driving. All in the comfort of our air conditioned bus. Holy smokes...is it ever hot in that area!
We didn´t bother with a tour since we felt we had already spent too much time and money in Brazil. So we spent the night in the border town and crossed into Bolivia the next morning.