Big Water Falls.
Trip Start Oct 01, 2007
99Trip End May 07, 2008
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Most of the hostels on the first street we tried were full, which sent us down a different street and as luck would have it into a sweet little hostel even closer to the main part of the town. It was called the Peter Pan youth Hostel but there was nothing Peter Pan about the place as we heard from the owner screaming at her staff. She was nice as pie to us but liked to shout at her staff. Anyhooo the room was great with tv, air-con and a really clean bathroom with shower. One of the best yet at a mere 15 euro a night. We met with Aidan and Bernard from Mullingar again in an internet cafe. We´d already met them in Uyuni, Bolivia and after showing them to the Peter Pan hostel we headed out for lots of alcohol and food. It´s hard to get into the eat late drink till 6 in the morn lifestyle in South America but we´re trying. Honest.
Next day we got up late enough with a head on us but still pulled ourselves together to go and see the falls. It´s like Jurassic Park. All big and touristy. You could hear this thinder in the background and you knew something big was around the corner. They´ve got lots of different trails to the different parts of the falls so we opted for the upper trail first. After a 20min walk we arrived above the falls. Wow. They are just enormous and you don´t realise how loud they are until you´re actually well away from them. So much water thundering down into pools and rivers below. We could see people below standing closer and getting washed out of it and down by the river about 500 metres from the falls there were boats with huge twin engines ferrying people in for a closer look. We saw all we could from most of the points along the top and middle section ot the falls and got wet and up close to one part of it but we knew the fun was just to begin so we booked the boat ride and marched on down to the river side to climb aboard. We knew we´d get a little wet getting a bit closer so we bagged our day packs in water tight bags provided and headed out. The boat takes you to Garganta del Diablo (The Devils Throat) to get a closer look at the most powerful part of the falls and then we headed closer to another smaller (still huge) fall after. Now when I say closer I basically mean almost under the thing. So close that you can´t even open your eyes for the amount of water falling on you. You couldn´t even laugh to long without swallowing a gallon. Everybody was in tears of joy. Then he headed to the other part of the falls and this time we were plonked underneath an even bigger spread of water. Why oh why didn´t smart arse conor bring some extra clothes. We were drowned head to toe. Completely saturated. I couldn´t help laughing at all the other people getting on as we were getting off. If they though a daft little rain poncho would save them they were severely misguided by some guide with a good sense of humour.
All in all a great day and an amazing place to see topped off with some sweet grub that night and some wine and beers. A place not to be missed. Next day we decided over a cup of coffee to head for the border of Brazil to get a bus to Florianapolis. The border was a simple in and out process and we got to the big city of Fos do Iguacu to get our bus to the Atlantic coast of Brazil. We´ll be back Argentina. There hasn´t been nearly enough steaks eaten yet...