In an upscale part of town yesterday, a park area, couple hundred feet from entering the Japanese Gardens, and three men attempted to do a pick pocket. Scam went like this: one man walks past us and uses a squeeze bottle to blow a wet gob of something on the back of my pant leg--turned out to be a caramel type of chocolate--but was a string of it about a foot long down my leg--almost immediately, two "nice gentlemen" rush to tell me about this mess on my leg and one starts to clean it off with a couple tissues while the second man uses his bottle of drinking water to wet the tissues and the back of my pant leg--while telling me in spanish that it is bird crap from the tree limbs above--meanwhile the first guy has now appeared to offer his help and to act as a distraction. This all happens really quick, but while I was disgusted at what I thought was on my pant leg, something told me that all this was not on the up and up--so as the good cleaning man was bending over cleaning the "crap" off I became aware that he was feeling the bottom of my pant pockets(from the outside) so I kept turning my body and kept my hand near the pocket openings. Meanwhile, since it had not really dawned on us what was really happening, Cathy, thinking it was funny, unzipped my small backpact to get her camera, and after one picture, these three split the scene--and only then did it all make sence. It was a nice try, but they had no luck that time. Sure messed up my hiking pants.

Today, we left BA and flew to Igazu to see the famous water falls. Got here in the mid afternoon so will start our adventure tomorrow. We are about 700 miles north of BA but the temp is in the 90s and very high humidity. Even so, we walked about one and a half miles to the little town and downed two liters of COLD beer and had another excellent steak.