Iguazu Falls, Niagara ain´t got nothing on these
Trip Start Feb 07, 2006
38Trip End Aug 07, 2006
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We were finally officially on the backpackers circuit. Now that we had left Fabiola, we were on our way to Iguazu Falls in Brazil, falls which promised to dwarf Niagara with its grandure.
One long night bus to Cuidad del Este later, we arrived at a town close to the falls.
It was 5am and we were waiting in a seedy bus terminal where our driver weŽd arranged to pick us up never showed. Our bad luck just never ended!
The border town was near Iguazu. We dropped off our bags at the hotel and headed for the falls. The falls where best seen from the Braziallian and Argentinian sides and weŽd set out for Brazil on our first day.
šWhy are we at immigrationš Andrea asked noting that going to the Brazilian side from Brazil shouldnŽt require going to another country.
It turns out weŽd taken the wrong bus and were headed to Argentina!
A few quick schedule changes and we changed our plans to see the Argentinian side of the falls instead.
The falls turned out to live up to their reputation. Veins of water trickled through green mossy rock walls and water gushed from all sides.
Iguazu was much different that Niagara in that it had more a jungle-feel to it. The falls seemed to explode from the surrounding foliage. It was very rustic and almost seemed untouched, even though proper tourist paths and infrastructure was clearly setup
We took a boat ride through the falls, got thoroughly doused and headed home after a long, sunny day.
Along the way to the falls weŽd met dozens of other backpackers which was a new experience for us on this trip as weŽd been with Fabiola since we had started over a week before. We were hardly on the backpacking circuit.
We got several juicy tid bits of travel info, exchanged emails and tucked in for the night.
The next morning, we had planned to get a new laptop at a cheap black market town but without a driver, the busses proved too slow for us and we only managed to see the Brazilian side of the falls.
Once we gawked at the falls from Brazil, we headed back to Ascunsion on another bus where we planned to catch our flight to Rio for Carnaval.
We spent one more day in our hotelŽs luxury where I unfortunately started to get what I thought was a cold.
Unfortunately for me, it would prove to be much much more than a harmless cold.