Perhaps you noticed that I have not been writing in my blog since October 22. Flu is the reason. And before you have to ask, no I did not have a flu shot; I have never (nor has Randy) before had the flu and my general philosophy is, If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. Anyway, I was down for the count for about two weeks and am really just now recovering.
I won’t try to bring you up to date on everything we’ve done since then except for Iguazu Falls which was just so spectacular that I have to share our experience. That and Montevideo, Uruguay.
Before we left I made arrangements for a private tour at Iguazu and in Buenos Aires. That worked spectacularly well even though I was not totally up to snuff for the tour. I was not about to give up Iguazu, however, so I powered through not feeling totally well.
We worried every time that the driver wouldn’t show up but they did, every time! Kind of nice pretending to be rich people with our own driver and guide everywhere we went!
On our flight on Aerolineas Argentinas, Randy sent his card to the Captain of the flight and as a result, the captain got permission, since the weather was so, so fabulously beautiful, to do a scenic flyover of the Falls. And later we got to get our picture taken in the cockpit (a bit more lenient than in the US—we even got to bring water through security!) with the Captain and the co-pilot. It’s a nice fraternity to be part of!
This is pretty much the entire Iguazu Falls from our airplane coming in to land. If you look carefully at the Falls at the top center of the photo, you can see the walkway from the main part of the Park. It's about a mile walk to the Throat of the Devil, where the most water flows over the edge. It is, I believe, the 3rd most water in one spot in the world.
|Randy and me at the overlook. We ARE getting wet!|
Some of the wildlife at the park. I have no idea of the birds' names but the mammal is a coatimundi (I would have called it a coati, but our guide was adamant that it was a coatimundi. There are signs everywhere in the park to NOT go near the coatimundis, that they WILL bite!)
After Iguazu we came back to Buenos Aires in time for a Tango Show. They didn’t allow photos so I have nothing to show. The dance part of the dinner lasted one hour and 45 minutes. That was somewhat interesting but very touristy and about 30 minutes too long.
The next day was a wonderful tour of the highlights of Buenos Aires, including, OF COURSE, Eva Peron’s mausoleum. Our guide was not a fan of the Perons but she did a pretty good job of presenting what went on during their—and it was truly THEIR—“reign.”
A unique viewpoint of the museum is that it wasn't the pilots' fault, that it was just an accident, compounded by some engineering decisions, not the least that ONE of the engines auto-feathered when the pilot pushed the power up to try to avoid a small obstacle called a mountain.
Last but not least, back to Patagonia and one of their national parks. There was a wooden sculpture that the park wanted money in order to lift it up and see...