Day 24. Cataratas del Iguazú y el Resto
So being completely mesmerized from yesterday’s short excursion to the Iguazu Falls, I had no idea if my expectations could be met or surpassed. Well, they were…
We checked out of our hostel, about 10am. The bus stop was across the street. When we got on the bus finally, there was absolutely no room but we still managed to fit 6 more people on. We arrived to the park gates and we headed straight for the train to catch the other 70% of the national park we missed the day before.
We tried walking the narrow bridges and pathways at a hurried pace—we had until 1pm that we could be at the park until we’d have to leave for the bus station. The route we took was to get to the bottom of the falls. Along the way we saw a few waterfalls, spiders and rodents.
Descending from some steps, the trees started to clear. We finally reached the point where we could see waterfalls…and that was absolutely amazing…
After spending sometime at that vantage point, we continued to trek on towards the lower trails. We could see boat rides taking place and helicopter rides in flying high above. We finally made it to the check-in point where we placed our personal belongings into waterproof bags. We handed in the tickets for the excursions to the guides (we purchased the tickets from our hotel for a discount). We hopped in a boat and took a quick run to both sides of the falls for picture taking. Then we put the cameras away and headed back to the falls to get close/wet. It was pretty amazing to be so close yet it would have been even crazier if we had been able to go to the waters beneath La Garganta Del Diablo.
Being thoroughly soaked and cooled down, we rushed through the rest of the park because we had to get going. We shot a few more photos/videos and then headed back to the train station to get shuttled back to the main entrance of the park.
We made our departure trip fine with enough time to grab a meal before we left. Our trip back to Buenos Aires started off quite standard until our bus got stopped at a checkpoint. While we’re waiting in our seats, a police man comes up into our bus and starts requesting for everyone’s passports. Well, we three dudes were the only three that did not bring actually passports because come on, we weren’t leaving Argentina. This in turn led to us three getting escorted off the bus with our belonging to be interrogated. The questions lasted 5 minutes and it was concluded that we weren’t Brazilian or Paraguayan. We got back on the bus and kept on going.
BTW If there are 7 things you must do before you die, make sure one of them is see the Iguazu Falls—you won’t regret it.Google+