Iguazu Falls Episode 2: I-Guaz-U Under My Skin
Trip Start May 20, 2013
83Trip End Mar 11, 2014
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We're also sorry to have to use a dreadful cliché to describe our experience of the Argentinian side of Iguazu Falls, but there are no words. We will do our best here, but really you all need to go and see it for yourself. Really. Go and book a flight, then come back to read the rest of this. It's worth the cost.
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Whilst on the Brazilian side we got the wonderful panorama of the falls, on the Argentinian side you can get up close and personal
We started our day trekking the upper trail, and were slightly disappointed as it was cloudy and overcast. We could see how incredible the falls were, but could see we were missing out. We waited the weather out in the company of the coatis, as mentioned in our last post, trying to sneak food without them noticing, and we weren't disappointed when the sun broke through the clouds. The views were honestly like something from a different world - incredible rainbows, bright jade jungles and cascading falls. Our photos really can't do it justice at all, you'll have to take our word for it that it's indescribable.
We trekked through the lower trail, giving views beneath the falls, and jumped on a speedboat that took us underneath some of the smaller falls and past the epic Garganta del Diablo (Devil's Throat). The 12-minute ride was great fun - we got absolutely soaked and felt the power of the waterfalls on our unfortunate undergarments (even through all the hi-tech waterproof gear we had procured for the trip)
After we'd slightly dried off, we sought out the train to the Devil's Throat. On the way, we had to face one of Hannah's greatest fears head on: the first monkey of many on the trip (marmosets discounted, as they're teeny-tiny). She channelled David Attenborough and managed to keep her cool, get some photos, and kept the squealing to a minimum. I should point out that the monkey was always at least 20 feet away and showed no interest in disembowelment of passing tourists, but Hannah did very well.
As you get off the train to the Devil's Throat, you need to walk about a kilometre along walkways over the river to reach the top of the waterfalls. Before this walkway, however, we encountered about a thousand of the beautiful butterflies we had seen on the Brazilian side. Hannah picked up a few passengers on her jacket as we walked, before (predictably) freaking out about the size of them and the possibility of them laying eggs in her veins, and swatting them away.
Devil's Throat was the most awesome natural thing we have ever seen
Balancing out the terror and the power of Devil's Throat is the magical way that you see rainbows being formed. The power of tonnes of water smashing down throws up columns of mist; as the mist travels upwards in the line of the sun, the rainbow is gradually painted onto the sky above you. We saw full circle rainbows with the most vivid colours imaginable, and could have spent hours watching that alone.
After the Devil's Throat trail, we decided to race against the clock and hike the upper trail again as the sun was going down, hoping for better views than the clouds earlier before the park closed. It was well worth the extra effort as the views were again unbelievable. We left the park as it was closing, after a very tiring eight hours that we will never forget.
Next stop, after a 20-hour bus, is Buenos Aires!