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March 1/2 – Argentina

Wednesday, March 8th, 2006

Day 212/213 – The next morning the mechanic checked out Henry. He said that they didn’t have the seal for the oil leak either, because this was not a common engine model in Argentina. He told us to go to Paraguay and they will have the seal for sure. He gave us a name of a shop in a city that is right across the border from Argentina. He also thought we would have to pull the engine out to fix it 🙁 We were so close to the falls that we just decided to add more oil to the van as needed, and head up north. We spent the night in a paid campground at Puerto Iguazu, the town near the falls, trying to get our computer to work. It broke down today… talk about bad luck. I feel better and ready to work and then the computer gets sick. Go figure ! In the morning will be our great trip to the marvelous falls.

Iguazu Falls is a site worth seeing, if you can fit it into your route through South America. At the northeastern tip of Argentina, where it meets Brazil and Paraguay, are two rivers that collide 269 feet down cliffs, created from a volcanic reaction. A serene experience. We viewed the streaming falls from the Argentinean side, since, due to reciprocity with the States, it cost $100 USD per person for the visa, and it takes at least a week to obtain. Brazil will have to be on another trip, when we can save up money again. The Argentineans have the Igauzu National Park, where you can walk all day and see 275 different waterfalls from various viewpoints. They have an extensive trail system that is well maintained, and was created with loops so there is no backtracking. There is also a free train service that will drop you off at two different stations, where you can walk to the falls. A free boat service from the park will drop you off on a small island where you can view the falls again, and get misted by spray from the falling water. There are tour companies offering services such as guides, boat tours, or rafting. There were tons of vacation tour buses, with people everywhere, but it was still worth seeing. The best part of the trails were the catwalks that went over the river and falls, offering a view of the falls like you were walking on water.

We saw a bunch of animals: toucans, monkeys, coatis, beetles, butterflies, birds, and more. It was great to see a real toucan, and made me realize how much Fruit Loops has trained me to think of a rainbow beaked bird… poor toucans, that will consistently remind the travelers from the States of cereal boxes! After five hours of walking around the park and seeing all the major waterfalls, we headed back to the town, and just in time because it started to rain. It rained while we were on the train back to the parking lot, then it stopped, and started again once we got back in to the van. 🙂 We spent the night at a youth hostel on the way into town, to get a break from the van, and meet some fellow travelers. A very nice gentleman tried helping us with our computer and let us use his for a bit to search the net (there was a wait to use the hostels computers), but we didn’t get it fixed. Thanks, Gato, he is a talented graphic designer, check out his site www.bygato.com

Feb. 27/28 – Uruguay/Argentina

Wednesday, March 8th, 2006

Day 210/211 – In the morning Alejandro took us to a mechanic that his friend suggested. A mysterious noise was still coming from the back of the car, which we figured out was probably the CV joint; and an oil leak was developing. The time the mechanic needed to fix the van was too long, and they said they probably wouldn’t have the part we needed. So we decided to try Argentina instead. Thank you Alejandro for everything!!!!!

So it was off to Carmelo this morning, to pick up our bike that we had left at Orlando’s mother’s house, and to visit with Orlando’s other brother Velarde. Unfortunately, he wasn’t around and we weren’t sure when he would be back. So we got the oil changed and checked one more time to see if Velarde was around. We left a note for him at the house, then took off north to Salto and the border crossing for Argentina. On the road again.

My cold got worse and put me out of commission for two days, but that was okay because we were basically just driving most of the time, up to the border and then up to the Iguazu Falls at the border of Brazil and Argentina. Our first night we stopped at a hot springs campground, Termas de Guaviyu, which was on the way to the Argentinean border. It was full to the seams with Uruguayans and Argentineans on holiday for Carnival. Everywhere we looked there were tents and smiling faces.

We crossed the border in the morning, same as before, and drove up to the town of Eldorado, where we looked for a mechanic. We saw a VW dealership and they pointed us to a very nice mechanic. He went through, in broken Spanish, all the items we wanted to fix and told us that they didn’t have the parts we needed, and to try this other shop. They were so helpful that they even wrote down all the items we were looking to fix in Spanish. The CV joint has stopped making sounds, but our small oil leak (wouldn´t be a VW van without one) had become bigger. The next mechanic looked at it and told us the same thing, and directed us to one last guy that works on trucks but has a Kombi (camper van) as well. Jason spoke with him and it turned out that he spoke English and said to bring the van in the morning and he’d look at it – and he thought it would be no problem.

We spent the beginning of that night at a municipal campground. Most towns in Argentina have one, and it was free. It seemed nice and safe enough. Later in the night, right before we were going to bed, a small group of young men and kids came by and hung out at a picnic shelter that was near our car. They brought their boom box and played their tunes loudly into the night, sometimes helping the singer along with the lyrics. They weren’t giving us any problems, so we just laid there listening to their Spanish conversations and waited for them to get tired and go home. They finally started to leave, then, as Jason poked his head down to see if they really left, he saw two of the guys quietly sneaking back. They started to check out our bike on the back of the van, and we could see them in the mirrors. Jason made a bit of noise and shook the van a bit, which made them take off running. We didn’t waste our time and closed down the pop top and left the park; not wanting to have to worry about them coming back to try at the lock again. Free camping always comes with a price, I guess.

Feb. 16/17 – Chile/Argentina

Thursday, March 2nd, 2006
Day 199/200 - We slept last night at a truck stop/ gas station at the foot of the Andes. We were right by a river that we had been following up the highway. There must have been ... [Continue reading this entry]