It was touch and go for a while on the 19 hour bus from Buenos Aires to Iguazu as 6 days' worth of red wine left our systems. At one stage I genuinely think my skin turned yellow as my liver worked overtime, and we both shed a tear watching Dustin Hoffman give his father of the bride speech in "Last Chance Harvey". It was an emotional time for all involved but we made it to the Argentinian side of the falls where the sun was finally shining for us.
We only had one day at the falls (most people do a day or two on each side) so it was a bit hectic getting checked in, fed and packed for the day all in the space of about half an hour. This was not helped by the fact that I had accidentally booked us into a hostel on the Brazillian side like a genius, but we found a fab hostel called Bambu with such a chilled out vibe and a really helpful girl working on reception.
A bus leaves every twenty minutes to Iguazu National Park where you can walk around 3 different trails to see the waterfalls and the jungle. People had told us that photos can't prepare you for the falls and they were totally right. It was incredible. Enormous falls, water crashing like thunder and rainbows so close it seemed like you could touch them.
Then there is the speed boat that takes you right under the spray of falls, so cold and strong it takes your breath away - literally! Everyone was soaked to the skin and screaming at the driver to let us do it one more time, it was such a buzz!
With cobwebs well and truly washed away we realised that we should have packed a towel, but luckily the receptionist told us to bring a spare set of clothes. She also told us not to eat food out in the open because of the crazy monkeys, which was great advice because those little bastards will actually beat you up for a sandwich! Insect repellant is also extremely necessary.
The rest of the evening was spent at a BBQ back at the hostel and getting ready for BRAZIL BABY!
Next stop: Rio
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