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This trip started at Iguazu Falls National Park, at the Triple Borders, where Argentina, Brazil and Paraguay meet. Here's a long view of the falls from Argentina.
Every single thing lived there. There were aranas, tarantulas, and eighty billion mosquitoes. Monkeys and sloths and the tamandua. The tamandua ate honey. The carpincho, I think it wasn’t sure if it was a beaver or an anteater. And the lobo gargantilla didn’t know if it was a beaver or an eel, with fat swimmers’ feet and an ugly tube of a body, four feet long with its tail. And this toucan.
... and snakes. The sign means there may be snakes circulating on the trails.
These trails, through the jungle in Iguazu Falls National Park, Argentina.
Man in a stylin' hat, Iguazu Falls National Park, Argentina.
On the Brazil side, now the Iguaçu National Park, you could buy tourist food like this. Anteaters pilfered tourists’ ice cream cones along a walkway skirting the hammering torrents of the Falls.
Foz de Iguaçu, Brazil, a city of 300,000. These lights were cool, not just one red and one green, but a whole scheme-full of reds and greens, five apiece in columns. When the color changed the top one was lit, and the less time left, the lower the light slid toward the bottom until the color changed again.
Walter thought we might lose our film if we took pictures of border control at Cuidad del Este, Paraguay, but eating chicken out of a box interested the border police more than we did.
Now that we're in Paraguay, westbound to Asuncion, the overall impression is decidedly relaxed.
Burger joint, rural Paraguay.
The Itaugua - Asuncion bus enters the Pan American Highway, somewhere along that road.
Hotel Sabo must’ve had a half dozen guests on fourteen floors. Once we found it and the sun came up, here's what we found.
It would appear people think a lot about their shoes in Paraguay. These elaborate shoeshine kiosks lined a city park in Asuncion.
The charismatic Paraguay River waterfront, Asuncion.
The Presidential Palace, Asuncion.