The Falls

There was one last adventure to be had in Argentina for Señor Hans, the "Catarates" or Iguazú Falls. On the bus from San Ignacio, I encountered an elusive but lovely creature that was to be my partner in attacking this water thing. It was the one and only "Jen of the Jungle", world-famous in San Francisco and around.

Have you ever had one of these moments, that you are just walking and chatting with someone, not paying too much attention to your surroundings, and then for some reason you suddenly look into the right direction and whatever you see hits you like wave, forcing you to stop whatever you are doing and just watch with you your mouth hanging open for 10 minutes ?

Imagine this picture filling your entire view and try to hear the roaring of the water.

No ? Well, you just have to come here then, I guess ... :-p

We spent the entire day, walking along the falls ... high up for the panoramic views, then lower down to get closer; and really up close, when we took a boat trip right into the waterfalls - or close enough.

Around the walkways little swinging capuchin monkeys put up a show and tropical birds and butterflies kept themselves busy showing off their bright jungle colours.

The biggest showoff was yet to come though, and it wasn´t Señor Hans for a change. The name of "Gargantua del Diablo" doesn´t really do justice to the actual waterfall. "Overwhelming" starts you up in the right direction, but then at least I should write it bigger ... and in capitals .. OVERWHELMING. That´s better, yes. But, I will say no more of it, just look and try not to get wet.

... you can close your mouths again now ... :-D