Having successfully conquered the subway, we got to the bus terminal and waited to board our bus. After our semi luxurious 6 hour bus journey last time we thought this one wouldn't be so bad......wrong wrong WRONG! With about as much leg room as a giraffe would have in a telephone booth, we struggled to get comfy, I found little comfort in turning the curtain into a sort of hammock for my feet. Anticipating a bit of a chill on the bus, we packed jeans and hoodies. Starting off in a shirt and shorts turned out to be a massive error, for some reason the bus had air con on the highest setting making it about minus five degrees. I put my jeans on but forgot my hoody, so we had to huddle together for most of the journey to conserve body heat. I attempted to warm up by putting another shirt on and tucking my arms in, looking like a convict in a straight jacket.
However, it sure was worth the nightmare journey. Putting the bus episode behind us we arrived at the Brasilian side of the Iguassu Falls....via another bus! Seems they like people standing rather than sitting with room for 29 sitting and 65 standing.
I find it difficult to describe how epic this place is, maybe you might be able to tell via the pictures! On the Brasilian side you can appreciate the vastness of the falls...it is massive! There are waterfalls everywhere you look along a massive stretch of river, the sound and mist are immense.
We got a bit obsessed with taking panaramics with my camera, but it helps to show how much area is dominated by waterfalls.
We could see this walkway from the top.............
.......And when we got there, we got completely drenched!
Jen's £1.40 poncho wasn't up for the challenge!
And here we are at the bottom of devil's throat, the widest of the entire falls (those silhouettes are us, honest!)
After taking in the amazing views, we were super excited to visit the Argentinian side of the falls which most would say is better as you can get up close to the falls and take in the noise and power of these beasts. We had to get on a minibus to go through the border which was surprisingly easy, and the driver pulled over on the bridge crossing the river where the borders meet. Here we are on either side of the countries, (I'm attempting to show off my argentina flag on my shoes if you wondering what the pose was) me in Argentina and Jen in Brasil denoted by the colours.
The falls also cross into Paraguay, and we stopped on the Argentinan side where you could see the 3 countries divided by the river.
After going on a short walk across a walkway cutting across the river, we arrived on the other side of the Devil's throat and got some more awesome views.
......and got drenched again. Jen ditched the poncho so had no choice but to get a good soaking. If I ever hear another joke about not needing a shower I won't be impressed
There were rainbows everywhere shimmering through the mist (cheese alert)
And pretty big catfish roamed the waters by the walkway. We saw turtles and crocodiles too
More waterfalls......
guess what.....more waterfalls..
Having finally got to the bottom we were excited to get on a boat and get right into the action so suited up in our life jackets....which provided some entertainment! Here we are sumo wrestling in life jackets......I won
We sure did get a good soaking having been taken right under the waterfall. We've never been pummeled by so much water in our lives. Its an experience that we'd recommend to anyone.
These boats weren't actually our one, but this is what it looked like!
After one hell of an experience in the falls, we got back to our little town of Puerto Iguasu and relaxed with a sandwich and the local beer Quilmes, shame they sell the beers in litres!
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