Day 347, 16 June 2013, Puerta Iguazu / Tres Fronteras, Argentina. We have come to the conclusion that because Argentina is seemingly poorer than it's neighbour Brazil, it can't afford as much sunshine. If any. The day dawned bleak, grey and cloudy with fog or mist in patches. Not a particularly cracking day to go and catch dancing rainbows at the Falls on the Argentine side. So we went for a walk to the other local attraction - the three borders or frontiers ...

Day 346, 15 June 2013, Puerto Iguazú, Argentina. We've done in on trains, we've done it in planes, we've done it in trucks, we've even seen ducks. We've kept company with goats, also done it on boats (both ferry and ship - and took care not to slip). We've done it on buses and coaches alike. We've done it on our feet. We've done it in our sleep. We've done it over bridges, land, water and sea. We thought we had done it all, you see. But today was "a first...