Poor Niagara

I feel sorry for Niagara Falls. They don´t stand a chance next to their South American counterpart, Iguazu. Iguazu makes Niagra look a bit like a leaky faucet.

When I got to town yesterday, I decided to head over to the Falls around noon, which proved to be a good move. You can spend a lot of time at that park. For some reason, something about the park reminded me a bit of Disney World. Maybe it was taking the shuttle from town, and then taking a small train to get around (because it´s that big), or all the families and strollers and the expensive food. Either way, that really didn´t diminish what I was seeing at all.

The first thing I did was take the train to the far end of the park. From there, I walked along a series of catwalks over the Rio Iguazu to the viewing point of The Devil´s Throat. I was pretty stunned at the sheer volume of water. It wasn´t even possible to see the bottom, due to all the mist being sprayed up by the falls, which also got me pretty wet. No wonder they were selling ponchos all over the place.

Afterwards I hiked two other trails to see more falls. I got really really wet in one spot, and saw lots and lots of rainbows. And thus took lots and lots of pictures.

This morning, I decided to do a little adventuring. I hiked, I climbed rocks, I zip-lined across the canopy, I climbed a squirmy rope ladder, I zip-lined across the canopy again, then repelled back down the rocks. It was pretty cool. To get back to town, we took a boat down the river. From the river, we entered the waters of both Brazil and Paraguay. If you´re wondering why I´m not going to the Brazilian side to see the falls from there, it´s because of all the stupid and very expensive visa regulations. Same thing with Paraguay, although not nearly as expensive as Brazil, I´d rather spend extra time here and in Buenos Aires. But I guess I can say I´ve been in them, just haven´t actually set foot in them. I don´t think that makes much sense.