01.04.2009 - 01.04.2009 35 °C
The Iguazu fall is, when at capacity the largest waterfall in the world. The Brazilian side promises the overall panoramic view, whilst the Argentinean side promises the close up experience. Keen to see the Brazilian side and stay on the Argentinean side that night, we caught two local buses to the national park and put our bags in a locker there. You catch a bus to the first stop and walk along a series of concrete and steel walkways to get various views of the falls. They are, of course very impressive, even at half of it’s capacity. If you imagine for a second, from the air the falls are the approximate shape of a capital P, where the Brazilian side is the straight bit and the Argentinean side is the curved bit. The straight bit is the river and the falls come down all around the curve of the P. So we walked up the river, up the straight bit of the P to the top, looking across to the literally thousands of cascades that when at capacity almost fully combine to form a continuous wall of rushing water.
What was also impressive was the amount of butterflies, which filled the air and covered the balustrades – closely followed by many fat and satisfied small lizards. The butterflies happily landed on you and drank from the perspiration on your skin combined with the mist from the waterfall.
As we approached the end where you get a closer look at one of the larger cascades by a series of steel walkways above a still-ish terrace, we saw a slide show of photos of when the falls were operating at their scary capacity – when the raging brown torrents ripped apart the catwalk we had just walked on. We left the park and transferred to a bus which would carry us over the Argentinean border. We had thrown away our immigration card (note you have to keep this if you go) however they let us through anyway. We caught another bus to the town of Peurto Iguazu close by and walked to our hostel. Getting a tip from three crazy Canadian girls who were just leaving to not take the room we were getting, we transferred to another dorm and were the only people in there – Bueno! It was bizarre to be hearing Spanish after 4 weeks in Brazil and finally beginning to get a grip on it, we kept saying words in Portugese, then realizing that they were wrong. Almost all words are different, but mostly quite similar so it wasn’t a complete waste of time. The hostel had a pool, which we used before getting some money, heading out and getting a steak and some wine. It was much more expensive than we were expecting, but it was good and still cheaper than eating out in Oz. Little did we realize that Argentina in general was much more expensive than we were expecting.