Tigre

On Saturday my friend Dustin (a cowboy from Colorado) and I went to an amusement park in a suburb of Buenos Aires called Tigre. There were no lines for any of the rides because of scattered showers during the day. Thankfully, the weather didn't close the park and we went on its two different roller-coasters 10 times each.

Tigre is slightly up-river from Buenos Aires, and is right in the beautiful Delta region of Argentina. The following pictures are from my 1 hour boat trip in the delta.

All in all this was a hilarious trip. It may not look it from the pictures, but everything was slightly off--I imagine it was kind of like visiting euro-disney in South America.

I will recount one ride--'El Infierno'. The Inferno is a haunted house. This ride starts with Dustin and I waiting in line for about 10 minutes, not quite sure what we are waiting for. (I only realized what a casa embrujada was after the fact) After the wait, 4 excited argentinians, Dustin and I were led into a hallway by a 5'4 ghoulish porteño with an ax. He led us down a corridor where the hallway was progressively darker and the ceiling progressively lower. After a bit of walking, Dustin and I (both over 6 feet) had to crouch-over, while everyone else could stand relatively normally.

At this point the hallway made a turn and the light completely cut out for the rest of the trip. Dustin and I had the same thought, we are going to get mugged by a ghoul in a haunted house in Argentina.

After about 15 minutes of walking into walls, having short men jump out at us from corners, crouching over to fit inside the hallway, and harassment by the short man with the ax to keep on pace, I was ready for the ride to be over. That was one of the scariest experiences of my life, and I was glad I got out alive!

Afterwards I ate a choripan, drank an agua sin gas and went on the log flume.

All in all an awesome day.