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The hikes around Isla San Martin were some of our favorites. One odd thing though - we always felt like we were being watched... |
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The thunderous sounds were getting louder as we approached |
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The water boils with intensity |
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This place seemed so personal. Perhaps it is because the sound of the rushing water, combined with the drenching water mist so overwhelmed our senses that it drowned out the rest of the world —and the only voice that was left was the Voice of Self |
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I am here. I am. I am aware. I am alive. |
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Return to The Map of Iguazu, proceed to the next viewpoint, or go to the next destination Ushuaia |
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(c) Geoffrey Peters and Lenka J., vnimam.com, 2003. For more information
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