We made it from Monte Caseros to Iguazu Falls; blue, white, and black smoke the entire way, but we made it. Since Curt had seen the falls before, we focused our time on showing off my gear in the campground. It was pretty humiliating to find out that I was the malnourished runt of the overlander crew at the campground compared to all the multimillion euro German land yachts. So change tactics, play the sympathy card; drop a U-joint right there in the campground for all to see. Yup, I've still got it.
With a quick stop in town at the only mechanic (there wasn't even a building to call a shop), the U-joint was replaced, and on we went to cross the border into Brasil for a visit to the mighty Itaipu Hydroelectric dam. The dam claims to be the largest of its kind in the world. So I guess the dam and I have something in common; being #1.