On the Brazilian side, looking up the “Devil’s Throat” toward the mouth of the falls, with Argentina on the right. These shots had to be taken quickly because of…
I ride a school bus every morning now. Again. A big yellow one. With green vinyl seats you peel yourself off of in hot weather. With the fold-out STOP sign. With the flashing lights. With the windows that only slide halfway down, enough to only tease riders about relief from the stifling environs. But my lunch hasn’t been stolen (yet), so things are still good.