Thursday, March 8, 2012

Home Again


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Tuesday, March 6, 2012

12 - YeeHaw!


A fantastic day in the neighborhood!

Iguazu Falls is located where the Iguazu River tumbles over the edge of the Paraná Plateau, 23 kilometres (14 mi) upriver from the Iguazu's confluence with the Paraná River.[1] Numerous islands along the 2.7-kilometre (1.7 mi) long edge divide the falls into numerous separate waterfalls and cataracts, varying between 60 metres (200 ft) and 82 metres (269 ft) high. The number of these smaller waterfalls fluctuates from 150 to 300, depending on the water level.[3] About half of the river's flow falls into a long and narrow chasm called the Devil's Throat (Garganta del Diablo in Spanish or Garganta do Diabo in Portuguese).[1] The Devil's Throat is U-shaped, 82-meter-high, 150-meter-wide, and 700-meter-long. Placenames have been given also to many other smaller falls, such as San Martin Falls, Bossetti Falls and many others.[3]

So this first photo below is only a small part of the total falls width. Click the photo below to see the larger photo in high resolution. Rather impressive!









Turn on speakers for the videos...




The Devil's Throat












This harpist was making lovely music near where we had lunch>



This is a Coatimundi who was also looking for some lunch. They are raccoon-like animals found most anywhere here. Real beggars!



Jack in the director's chair after lunch.



Billed as The Great Adventure, we took a boat ride along the river to right under the falls. We had to make our way down a trail to don our life vests, get a rubber bag to put valuables in, and board the boat...






They gave us a thrill, doing fast sweeping 180's in the rapids churned up by the falling water... and running full speed at the cascading falls, only to veer off at the last minute, splashing everyone with a big sheet of water. A primal thrill... man and water. YeeHaw...







Then we made our way back through the jungle, the easy way this time, ready to head to our next destination... home!



After dinner at a nearby river fish restaurant with Carlos and most of the 10 folks who made this extension trip to Iquazu Falls.



Then the next day and a half was spent getting back home. We flew back to Buenos Aires again, had a little time to get the stuff we had left at the hotel, and then back to the airport for a 10:00 PM flight to Dallas and then home. As is usually the case in Argentina, the flight to Dallas was delayed, but we did make our connection, arriving home tired but very satisfied.

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Monday, March 5, 2012

11 - Ushuaia Redux


Sunday, March 4

In October, it was the Cape of Good Hope off the tip of Africa. Now, off the tip of South America, it's Cape Horn. Over there somewhere!








We were in Buenos Aires and Ushaia during Carnival celebrations, but did not get to see many of the festivities. Somehow we don't feel too deprived.

We disembarked from the Corinthian II after breakfast, and spent the day in Ushuaia. Surprise, surprise, I caught up on things Internet while Jan walked around town and looked in the shops.

In the late afternoon, we all met Carlos at a charming, genuine General Store to sample the local mate. Mate (Spanish pronunciation: [ˈmate], Portuguese pronunciation: ['mätʃi]), also known as chimarrão (Portuguese: [ʃimaˈhɐ̃w̃]) or cimarrón, is a traditional South American infused drink, particularly in Argentina, Uruguay, Paraguay, southern states of Brazil, south of Chile, the Bolivian Chaco, and to some extent, Syria and Lebanon. It is prepared from steeping dried leaves of yerba maté (llex paraguariensis, known in Portuguese as erva mate) in hot water.

Mate is served with a metal straw from a shared hollow calabash gourd. The straw is called a bombilla in some Latin American countries, a bomba in Portuguese, and a bombija or, more generally, a masassa (type of straw) in Arabic. The straw is traditionally made of silver. Modern, commercially available straws are typically made of nickel silver, called Alpaca; stainless steel, or hollow-stemmed cane. The gourd is known as a mate or a guampa; while in Brazil, it has the specific name of cuia. Even if the water is supplied from a modern thermos, the infusion is traditionally drunk from mates or cuias.

As with other brewed herbs, yerba mate leaves are dried, chopped, and ground into a powdery mixture called yerba. The bombilla acts as both a straw and a sieve. The submerged end is flared, with small holes or slots that allow the brewed liquid in, but block the chunky matter that makes up much of the mixture. A modern bombilla design uses a straight tube with holes, or spring sleeve to act as a sieve.[2]






Carlos explained the methods and rituals for consuming mate with friends. It's all about sharing and friendship. Even though it's a rather bitter balm!




Mate is often taken with a sweet. Penguin pastries, anyone?



There was no mistaking which restroom to use!




Ushuaia is a vibrant, frontier, port city.



And now we fly north to Iguazu Falls.





We took a 10:30 flight from Ushuaia back to Buenos Aires, finally getting to our hotel at about 3:00 AM. Even sharing mate with Robin Williams wouldn't keep us awake at this point!


Monday, March 5

After four hours of sleep, we got up early to go to the airport to fly to Iguazu Falls, in northeastern Argentina, the biggest, or one of the biggest, depending on how you measure, waterfalls in the world. Most people who have visited Victoria Falls and Niagra Falls say Iguazu Falls is the most magnificent.

We weren't disappointed!

Jan and I checked into the hotel and stayed back while all of the others in the group spent the rest of the day on the Brazil side of the falls. We thought $200 each for Brazilian Visas to visit for a couple of hours was a bit much, and we thought it would be nice to relax after the last unsettled day and a half with little sleep. The group had a good time, but most wished they had stayed back to relax and rest up. We would basically all do the same thing tomorrow morning that they did today, only on the Argentine side of the river/falls.

Jan took a photo or two.





And had a swim.



Our hotel was a hundred yards from the 3 Borders Monument. The water from Iguazu Falls flows via the Iquazu River to join with the Parana River, the junction being the border point between Brazil, Paraguay, and Argentina. Across the Iguazu from us was Brazil, and across the Parana from us was Paraguay. Each country has their own 3 Borders Monument.






Across the river, to Jan's right, is Brazil
Across the bigger river to Jan's left is Paraguay
Jan took a photo!





Tomorrow, in the afternoon, we would take a wild boat ride on the river at the base of the falls. Yeehaw!

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Saturday, March 3, 2012

10 - Alas, A Last Day Asea


Our last full day at sea. Heavy sigh. We do love being on the water. We did group photos today and had the Captain's dinner in the evening. And packed... sigh. It was Wynola's birthday today and we were seated at her table for dinner. She told Jan she would research some about Lulu Fairbanks when she got home to Fairbanks. Jan is reputedly related to all Fairbanks in the US, the first Fairbanks having come over on the Mayflower. No wonder Jan likes being asea!

We were getting ourselves situated in our cabin when a couple of gals walked by outside on the deck. They saw us through our window and started gesticulating knowingly and waving. Friendly lot, we thought! Later we were to find out that they were friends with a gal, Gigi, with a cabin on our same deck who looked a lot like Jan. Jan and Gigi were henceforth known as 'the twins.'



I can't say enough about the Expedition Team on our voyage. Experienced, knowledgeable, interesting, professional, pleasant. They gave lectures and presentations, piloted the Zodiacs when we went ashore on the landings, and shared their passion and love of this remarkable, unspoiled continent. My granddaughter says I'm given to hyperbole, but even the OAT Tour Guides raved about this group.



This next video is of an iceberg calving... a piece of the ice shelf or an iceberg, breaks off. This happens unexpectedly usually, and the resultant wave is a threat to ships and certainly our little Zodiacs, depending on the size of the piece. This one wasn't huge but as you can hear on the video, did cause a wave enough to rock their boat. The largest iceberg ever recorded occurred here in Antarctica, and was the size of Connecticut!

The voice is Chris, our expedition team's ornithologist and a Zodiac pilot. The team members are all multi-talented, as you must be to work here.



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