Just north of Santa Ana is San Ignacio, an old Jesuit mission that has been partially restored. Above is the front of the church. Below are some shots of a few of the wonderful doors and windows.
North of Posada on the way to Iquazu Falls, we stopped at two old Jesuit missions. The first was Santa Ana, which has been excavated, but not restored. The above is a view across what was the plaza.
The people lived in long rows of houses organized around the plaza. Here are the foundation stones of one.
To the right of the church was the cemetery. This is a grave without a door.
Here is a closeup of it´s contents. Reminds me a little bit of the Easter Gospel.
Earlier in the blog we posted pictures of the waterfalls from the Argentina side. Now that we have the $150 visa we have been able to cross over into Brazil and to see the falls from the more panoramic side. It cannot be captured by my little camera, but the pictures below are most of the parts of a truly wonderful sight.
Leaving the Estancia el Refugio was tough, but the road was calling.
The area was in need of rain, but the soybeans looked good.
I went to San Justo to meet up with Horacio, who took me to dinner with his brother and their wives.
The next day they treated me to an asado at their weekend house, or quincho
His son, Juan Martin, gave me a tour of the area, and showed me his best crop of soybeans. Yes, he is standing up.
Uncle Richard would be proud, 1/4 kilo of heaven
I went to Reconquista the next day and got to eat lunch with some of the Rotarians from the last time and one of their newer members.
After lunch, Octavio(l), toured me around and we went to Raul´s(r) wheat flour mill. I got a personal tour from the owner. It was quite interesting for me.
Raul even showed me the BMW Isetta 4 seater he is restoring.
My sister and brother-in-law, Marcia and Irv, and friend Shawn met me in Buenos Aires and these are some randomly arranged images of experiences we had in the city. The first was taken during the mass at the German Lutheran church.
Musicians at the San Telmo Sunday steet fair.
The San Telmo parish of the Church of Denmark before services. After the mass we went to the basement and enjoyed a beer and the hospitality of the members. 
Soldiers marching down the stairs to guard the Isla Malvinas monument near San Martin Plaza.
Congress building
Two friends, Andres and Luis, at a Parrilla for lunch (mostly grilled meat) after church.
We took a quick flight to see Iguazu Falls in the north, where Argentina meets Brasil and Paraguay. Nothing really needs to be said about this wonderful, peacful place on our planet. They speak for themselves. I hope you enjoy the pictures below, but they fail to do them justice.
While Sean and Lou stayed in Buenos Aires, I felt my time would be better spent seeing more old friends from my other time in the Santa Fe province.
Germa'n (Herman) and Celeste, who was knee high to a grasshopper the last time I saw her, treated me to a fish dinner at "Tha Quincho of Chiquito" a landmark in Santa Fe. We had 9 different kinds of fish, all tasted excellent!
I stopped in to see Eduardo and Graciella in their 10th floor apartment, overlooking Sants Fe
I returned to Galvez to spend some time with Nora and Enrique and their girls.
Their daughter Sofy provided the model poses
Little sister Martina got in to the act
When I went from San Jeronimo Norte to Las Tunas I was about 100 yards from the asphalt when the bike went down in some really slimey mud. Luckily German, Andres and Carlos popped out of nowhere to help me get it back on solid ground. I gave them some money for ice cream as a tip.
I got in to Esperanza to the Rotary meeting to see Howard and Raul, who had host some of our group in 1991.
In Esperanza I stopped by to see Laura, Enrique and Nora's daughter, who is studying at the University there.
In her spare time she takes care of the family estancia near San Justo.
She offered me a place to stay.....
..... but I had to return the favor and help out with the cows.
To market they go, actually to the buyers feedlot now.While Mom was here we took a side trip to Iguasu Falls, near the Paraguay, Brasil, Argentina border
To get there, you have to got to the sleepy (and humid) little town of Puerto Iguasu
This picture really doesn't do it justice, it's actually one of a nine picture panorama. This place is huge
The highlight of the tour is the powerboat ride below the Falls(note the tilt of the boat)
The pilot wasn't shy about taking us right up into the mist and spray
Sometimes we got so close it was almost like swimming(notice all the wet heads)
Our pilot got (and deserved) several rounds of applause
Which Eva?A few days after we got to Buenos Aires, my mother, Charlene, came for a visit
The Obelisc, a major landmark on the 9th of July avenue
We went to the La Boca neighborhood, where they start 'em young
We went to a museum or two....or three
A painting of Juan and Eva Peron, some like 'em, some don't
We saw a small amount of pomp and circumstance
We toured the famous Recoleta Cemetary, where they have the ornate.....
and the simple
There was one for me(if I grew a beard and brought my own N along)
We went to a Tango show that incuded some indigenous music
Our seats were right at the stage so we had a great view
I guess I'm a fast learner, because the next day I was "dancing in the streets"
Before I could leave Santa Fe, I had to stop by and say hello to Luis, who had invited some of us to his house in 1991. He had a nice homebuildiing materials store in town where he kept his office.
Then I headed south to Rosario, to meet up with Lou and try to find Rogellio and his family, who had been my host in Carlos Pellegrini.
He and his beautiful family invited me for lunch, and we had a great time.
Later, he took me to a Rotary meeting at the Rosario South Club....
and then gave me a guided tour of the city. Thanks Rogellio! This is the Monumento a la Bandera (Monument to the Flag) in Rosario at night.
When Lou and I left Rosario, we went to Lujan, to see the Basilica of Our Lady of Lujan, quite a sight.
We also went to Tigre, and checked out the waterfront.
Before I went to our place in Buenos Aires, I stopped and touched base with Eduardo and Graciella, who were the first people I met in Santa Fe in 1991, still just as nice and kind as they were then.After I left Carlos Pellegrini, I headed to Piamonte, another town we visited in 1991. The cheese factory had such a good product back then, I hoped to find a place to buy some and maybe take a few pictures, maybe spend thirty minutes total . The town is at the end of the pavement, so they don't get much through traffic. My prescence was soon noticed by the local police and I was asked to follow the offcer to the office so they could take my information. I explained what I was doing and they accepted my explanation, but they wouldn't let me leave without notifying some Rotarians of my prescence. Within 30 minutes Rico and Roberto were at the station asking me to lunch. I told them I didn't want to bother them, but they wouldn't take no for an answer. After lunch I was asked to do a radio interview and a TV interview for he local cable channel. Later on we went to Roberto's headquarters where he kindly let me look at his tractors and sprayers.
Rico, me, Roberto and his son
Later we went to look at the soybean crop. After 5 hours of hospitality, I had to go.
I went through el Trebol and looked around, then on to San Vicente for the night. In the morning I got to meet with Guillermo Cuneo at the local combine and sprayer factory and got a tour of the plant, much like 17 years ago. He got me in touch with Romulo, in Angelica.
Romulo is the kind of guy that Rotary is all about. He was really busy, but he stopped what he was doing to offer lunch and good fellowship with his family. He got me a list of names and adresses for other people I was looking for. Thanks, Romulo!
I went back to San Vicente and talked to Oscar and his wife, and their daughter , Franni, who took the picture. I stayed with them in 1991 and Franni was a little kid then, now she's newly married with a house of her own.
I moved on to Galvez for the night, and was able to meet up with the Questa's, who treated me to some wonderful ice cream. The next morning I went to Santa Fe and looked in on Bernardo and Chiquita, who treated us like family when we were here the last time.
What can I say, they know how to make someone feel welcome.
They even invited me along to a family get together with about 25 relatives.
There I met Ricardo and Juan Pablo, twins who are motorcycle fanatics and enjoyed listening to me talk about my trip.
The next day I was treated to lunch with Diego and his mom and dad, Chiquito, and Diego's family.
Last time I was here there was a girl named Vanina, who reminded me of an angel. This time, Diego's little girl did it.
I was fortunate enough to visit the Santa Fe province in 1991, on a Group Study Exchange Program sponsored by Rotary International. Back then, the area was dominated by dairy farms and milk processing plants. Today it is one huge soybean field, from the asphalt to the horizon, with afew cornfields here and there. About 80% of the wheat fields have been planted with double crop beans, also.
Last time I was here, I remember saying that if I ever came back to Argentina, I would return to Carlos Pellegrini. These kids reminded me why.
I got to sneak a few shots of big brother convincing little brother it was time to open his piggy bank.
With a few pointers on technique......
...and a bigger rock....
the deed was done, and all came out to see how much was there.
Later that night, Miguel and his wife Chrisina, Alberto and his wife and Waldemar treated me to a wonderful meal and hospitality fit for a king, reminding why I wanted to return to this beautiful town.
The penguins at Punta Tombo, they deserve more publicity
The Cathedral in Cordoba
The Sacred Heart Cathedral in Cordoba
The Museo Rocsen in Nono had quite the variety, it was like a garage after 70 years in the same house
Almost like it's waiting to be let out
Atleast I could find the first one on a map
