After a weak of binge eating and drinking in Buenos Aires, we headed north to Iguazu. It’s a national park between Brazil and Argentina, and it houses the Iguazu waterfalls. Think Niagara Falls but not commercial and sucky.
Thanks to my friend Grace, we got upgraded to a falls view room at the Sheraton. It’s more expensive than other hotels, but it’s the only hotel in the park.
This is what we got to see from our balcony.
I was sad that I did not get to see monkeys.
The park consists of trails and catwalks that take you through the jungle andaround the falls. Michelle is standing over one of the smaller falls. It’s still pretty scary to look down over the edge on these small ones.
There’s wildlife of course. I forget what these are called, but they pretty much work like raccoons and squirrels in Yosemite. They try to hang out in lunch areas and steal human food.
You can see these guys lying in the sun all over the place too.
The falls are beautiful. It’s like looking at a scene of Pandora. Michelle said, “The only thing that could make this better is if the water was blue.”
If you’re brave you can even get on a boat and get closer to the falls.
We were brave.
I’m completely drenched right now. Mostly from waterfall, some pee.
Here we are at The Devil’s Throat. Behind us in Brazil.
This is just a piece of The Devil’s Throat. The only way to truly see how immense and powerful it is, is to be there in person. We do have video too, but we will save that for another time.