It was pretty amazing to think that 50 hours (30hours on flight and 20hours on a bus ride) was spent on a journey, more than half a world away, just for me to visit a waterfall. People would think that I am crazy when they know I went through all these just to find out how Tony Leong (in Happy Together) felt when he got himself really drenched in Iguazú!

Deep down inside me, I knew I had this unquenchable thirst for travelling. South America was probably the furthest continent which I could have visited. Though I never did questioned if this was something I could have done without, I was dillusioned by it (and that was only after 2 weeks in Argentina). As I stood in front of the waterfall, the impact to me was so raw and yet so empty. So impactful was the first-hand view of a great creation by nature coupled with the roaring gush of water falling straight down for 700meters by pure gravity. So empty was the realisation that I was finally here and was just wondering what is next then?

I continue to stand in front of the waterfall, not moving, while getting fully drenched by it. Listening to the Happy Together Soundtrack with my trusty Ipod (just kept repeating track 1: Cururrucucu Paloma), I tasted water droplets that had fallen onto my face. It somehow got a weird salty taste; though we all know that Rio Iguazú is a river (thus it filled with fresh water). This was when I realised that I would never be contended in my travels - no matter how far I go to.

During my final evening in Puerto Iguazú, I gulped myself silly on a bottle of Quilmes while watching re-runs of Manchester United lifting the Champion League's trophy on a sports cable. As I fell slowly into slumbers, I wonder why life can be so beautiful, yet feeling so numb at times.