And in this photo... a waterfall

Got back yesterday from a whirlwind weekend tour with Kyle and Meghan. We started bright and early with a 7am flight (only a few hours later than we went to bed on Wednesday) to the Iguazu Falls on the border of Brazil and Paraguay.

Iguazu means "big water" which is really quite an understatement. Theres really no way to describe the imensity of falls or the feeling of standing on a cliff surrounded 400,000 gallons per second hurtling into the river below. (Avid readers will note I didn't use awesome in describing Iguazu. Though it is awesome).

Over the course of the day we probably pounded out 6 miles on the trails / catwalks that make up the Argentina side of the park. We passed on the jet boats that will take you right up to the base of the falls, with the drizzly weather and digital cameras that didn't seem particularly prudent. We did take the boat to a little island in the middle where you can stare into the walls of the falls while getting soaked by the mist, pretty incredible. We also saw some very cool tropical birds, tame coatis (kinda like lemurs?) and the always exciting feral japaneese tourist.


That night we stayed at the Hostel Inn Iguazu which was quite nice (after they fixed the whole issue of giving the three of us a double room), they had a huge common area, pool tables, comfy couches and free internet. Over four bottles of Malbec we made quick friends Welsh-ians then poppsed some sleeping pills and had a great nights sleep.

Next morning we hit up Igauzu town proper which was, especially after the falls, less than awesome. Theres a park that marks the Argentine border where you can see the other parks that mark the Paraguay and Brazil borders, an empanada place and a store to buy postcards. So we hightailed it out of there, caught one flight to BsAs then another to Mendoza. But thats a whole nother posting (or two).

El Garganta del Diablo