Having acquired some kind of cold in Marrakech, I’ve started to cough. I hoped that good food and the warm air would snuff it out before it (and I) became a nuisance. No such luck. I awake today to begin a two-day mountain trek with a full-blown hacking cough.
A pair of “tiny” waterfalls near the end of the main trail in Iguazu National Park. With hundreds of falls in the park spilling millions of gallons of water…