Puerto Iguacu, Argentina

Flying from BA to Puerto Iguacu was uneventful, except for the landing where we saw jungle and trees for miles in all directions.  We didn’t book a hotel until arrival (usually saves us money and gives more flexibility) so we scoured the small town while it rained and found a reasonable hostel near the best restaurant in town - we splurged on salmon and malbec.  Iguacu National Park (225,000 hectacres) on the border of Argentina, Brazil, and Paraguay was an expansive series of waterfalls unparalleled to anything we’d ever seen.  Niagara doesn’t even compare to this spectacular natural site.  I was content to see the water, but Ken insisted on a speedboat tour through the water.  He was in heaven on the death defying ride under the falls; I was completely drenched and clawing for landfall.  We met a nice English couple that we walked around with for part of the day.  We took a 1km cat-walk bridge over the top of the falls to the see the top of Devil’s Throat.... truly awe inspiring.  

As you can see all these falls can get exhausting...