Into The Spray
621, R. Edmundo De Barros, Foz Do Iguaçu, Parana, Brazil
The bus to Iguazu was long, it felt just as long as the last. Being two rows in front of the toilet meant that you were constantly being woken up by people walking past, either by them putting their hand in your face accidentally in the dark or shining the light from their phone in your face so they don't put their hand in your face in the dark, lose lose situation. Anyways, arriving there at about 6ish we follow the directions from the Bamboo hostel we're staying at and get there by public bus. As our room is not yet ready we enquire about any tours they may do. Jackpot, they run a tour to the Argentinian side of the falls, from what we've heard the best side, for 100 rs at 9.20. This gives us about an hour so I shower and we hit the supermarket for some supplies. The bus turns up about half hour late and takes us to pick a few more people up. Then on to the border to cross into Argentina. From there we have a quick stop off at the point where the three borders meet. We then move onto the national park where the falls are. We enter the park, sign up for the boat trip and make our way to the first set of falls. About 45 minutes walk and we start to hear the crashing water. Through the break of trees the first part of the falls are visible. Two huge waterfalls called the sister falls. They look amazing, we're looking at them from across the river and there are loads of smaller falls pouring over. We make our way round and down to get closer and towards the riverbank. Here is where we'll be taking out boat trip. We life jacket up and jump in the speed boat. At first it takes us close for some picture opportunities. Then the cameras are sealed in a bag and the boat jets into the spray. It edges in closer until the water is pouring in the boat. It's pretty incredibly, it then speeds out and takes us to another waterfall and does the same thing. After the two waterfall sessions it drops us off absolutely soaked but exhilarated. I feel like I wanna do that all day and everyday. We quickly have to move up and catch the train to the main waterfall, it's a big park! The train is about half an hour and then another half hour walk over bridges and walkways to the main fall. Again the gushing water is heard before the falls are seen and then... You see it. It's MASSIVE. Not just the falls but the whole view. There is a cliff of hundreds of falls which leads to the main waterfall. The spray is huge and nearly blocks the view. We stay here glaring at the enormity of it for about 20 minutes before having to catch the last train back and catch our bus. Everyone manages to do this apart from two Israeli girls who get lost. As it's so busy we make our way back and assume they'll br able to make it back to the one and only exit in the park, but no. A good hour and a half passes before we have to set off without them. By this time no one has any sympathy and we carry on to the border and passport control. And guess who we see there, the two Israeli's bumbling about. We pick them up and from there everything is smooth. We arrive back at the hostel late, about 15 minutes into happy hour and decide we should make up for this by downing four cocktails and a number of beers before the 45 minutes are up. This gives us an added buzz on top of the falls buzz. We sit down and start talking to a group of Brits that are staying at our hostel. The night fades out from then with one of my last thoughts being girls can't take jokes. When asked what your hobbies were as a child, apparently putting stray cats in a bin bag and throwing them into the river isn't funny. However I didn't care, no one was pulling me down after the day I'd had, even if they did think I was a sadistic cat killer.