More Puerto Iguazu goodness.

People here are so friendly. When we would run out of beer or water, we went across the street to a little kiosco. The guy who worked there was so great. His accent was really hard to understand, but he was patient and used lots of gestures -- he's probably used to dealing with English-speaking tourists.

He wouldn't sell us our liter bottle of Quilmes until he made us understand that he wanted his bottle back, so he could get the return fee. Which is fine. But when we brought it back, he (along with his wife and 2 or 3 kids) tried to give us half our money back since we returned the bottle. Half our money. The liter of beer was only $1.60 to begin with. Like we're going to take that out of his pocket.