Foz do Iguazu

I am now in Rio and can´t believe it... but first things first. Iguazu. Instead of hating long distance bus rides we´re now in love with them, so we were more than happy to book ourselves on another 21-hour trip towards Iguazu.

Already from the bus you could see a huge change in the landscape as everything for the last 8 hours was rainforest-green, which looked even more dramatic contrasted by the bright red soil everywhere. Iguazu was our first tropical destination since the jungles of Ecuador in September, so we welcomed the heat for about 30 seconds before waterfalls rivaling those of Iguazu started pouring out from our bodies. Oh well... I guess its better than frostbite.


So we found a great laid back hostel with a swimming pool and jumped right in after arriving, making pasta for dinner and relaxing outside in the evening. The next morning we woke up at 6:30 am to arrive at the waterfalls by 9:30 and start our tour.

These things are amazing. Already just arriving to them is impressive because you have to cross the 1km wide river on metal catwalks, and then all of a sudden this calm river falls down into nothingness as if the ground under it had just dissapeared. We couldn't even see the bottom because of all the mist. After seeing the biggest drops we continued on another tour of more falls the rest of the day, with the combination of pouring rain and waterfall mist drenching us completely. Well at least we weren´t sweating.


After oohing and aahing at more waterfalls and stomping around in the red mud we made it back home to our comforting pool and a night of caipirinhas. The next day we exited Argentina for the last time and made our way to Brazil, and, 25 hours later, we got off at the drab bus terminal of Rio de Janeiro.