Upon seeing Iguazu, the United States’ First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt reportedly exclaimed “Poor Niagara!” As for me, upon seeing Iguazu, I said “Well this is pretty cool”. But Eleanor was right in that Niagra Falls or even Angel Falls in Venezuela pale in comparison to this shortlisted world wonder.
“Legend has it that a god planned to marry a beautiful aborigine named Naipí, who fled with her mortal lover Tarobá in a canoe. In rage, the god sliced the river creating the waterfalls, condemning the lovers to an eternal fall.”
So now we have this!
One friday evening I left with friends from my residence. All together we were a strange bunch representing the United States, Mexico, Honduras, Austria, Germany, and Holland. We took the most luxurious 18 hour bus ride complete with a server pouring us wine on demand and being served meals and snacks. The movies weren’t that bad either.
We arrived in Iguazu, a small town close to the waterfalls 18 hours later and found our hostel pretty easily.
It’s not just the gigantic drops of water that make this place special. It’s also happens to be located in a tropical paradise.
This was the closest I had come to an actual beach despite having been in South America for over 3 months at that point.
I mentioned earlier that Brazil was close by. Close enough that we crossed the border the next day to visit Brazil.
Over there in the distance is Argentina
The Brazilian side definitely offered better views than the Argentine side.
A few hours later we crossed from Brazil back to Argentina
for another 18 hour bus ride back to Buenos Aires.