Tigre, Argentina

I took the train to this beautiful river/coastal town. If you look at a map you’ll see that this area is a series of finger islands. Beyond the main part of the city it’s islands that sit practically at river level. The houses are on stilts and there are no roads. Only boats connect the people. Within the islands there are stores, schools, a doctor who comes through on a boat once every two weeks and makes house calls (realistically he brings his office to you). There is power but no fresh water so you buy in bulk and store or a water boat comes and refills your gallon jugs. For some reason these islands and houses really called to me. Like beaconed me. I’d love to come back and stay for awhile.Read more