We take a cab to the park in which the river is situated, the road on the way there was crazy, shifting from Tarmac to mud on several occasions. We make it in one piece, wetsuit up and off we go.
We were drove to a point from which we had to walk through a forest, the walk was longer than we wanted as our wetsuits were very ill-fitting and uncomfortable! We get in the river and jump in, (the river it self is former by three natural springs which we got to swim over it looked like the sand bottom was boiling over) swimming in the first pool of the first spring we got to see lots of amazing fish and we swam over a 4m long Anaconda. After the pool we head down stream, swimming with loads of fish and getting close to a metre long Cayman. What an experience! But sorry no photos we couldn't be arsed paying for a waterproof camera.
The following day we relaxed, ate, then hit the road one more time for Foz do Iguacu. The bus journey didn't go to plan however, the connection didn't turn up so we had to wait 6 hours in a cold bus station for this bus, that was a slower route and didn't quite get us to our destination. 23 hours on the road we make it to Foz.
From the bus terminal to the hostel everything goes great, with help from a local saying when to get off the bus. We go to check in but the hosteler(?) was not prepared after having been away for a few days and the person left in charge messed things up. On the owners advice we head straight to the Brazilian side of the water falls. in the rush we forgot our camera so sorry no photos, but the panoramic views of the over 200 water falls were immense. But the best was still to come off to the Argentinian side the next day, we couldn't wait!
Getting the tour just after breakfast, we were the last to be picked up in the minibus. The guide sorted out all the boarder issues which was great and we cruised to the falls (with a slight detour to the three country point where you can see Brazil, Paraguay and stand in Argentina all divided by two rivers).
The tour started with the train to the first drop in the water falls called 'the Devils Throat', walking on a raised gangway we walked to a platform situated over the top over the falls. The view was breath taking, seeing the calm river suddenly plummet into a furry of white water vapour, with a thunderous sound. After this we got the train back to two path ways which went over and below a large part of the falls, it is hard to explaning how this felt , but I came up with the analogy of the brazilian view being mash potatoe (a stable, nessary item) the path ways being the sausages (good ones non of your richmond mushy shit!) and the devils throat the onion gravy!
Devils throat above 3
Local butterflies they liked my sweety skin!
What a great week, and goodbye Brazil.
Hello Paraguay and trying to speak Spanish!
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