Day 348, 17 June 2013, Puerta Iguaza / Cataratas, Argentina. Finally - the Falls! Just for a change, the day dawned gray(er) and cloudy(er) - so cloudy in fact that the local cell tower was almost covered in mist. It was our last full day though, so off we went. Down the road, onto the local bus for the 20 km drive out to the falls. Despite it being a Monday, miserable and raining on and off, there were still crowds - tour groups by the dozen and a few independents like ourselves. Rather like Niagara (the USA has the falls but you can see them better in Canada), Argentina has the falls, but we had a better overview from Brazil. The attraction in Argentina is the walkways above and around the falls. We rode the model train set out to the Gargantua del Diablo (Devil's Throat) and walked along a diabolically slippery metal path to reach the very top of the falls - the deep, dark, primitive lizard part of my brain was very alarmed by standing quite so close to the edge - but what a photo! The amazing thing about waterfalls is there is a calm river, then you hear the roar and then suddenly the calm river just falls of a cliff - there's no lead up, no rapids, no preparation - one minute you see a river, then you look down into the gaping jaws of hell.