Igauzu Falls - more water than you could ever imagine.

Checking in at Rio, we meet an American couple who are heading the same way as us and agree to spend the afternoon on the Brazilian side of the falls before heading to our separate hotels. Trouble looms when our taxi driver who takes us to the falls tells the Americans that they need to have paid $160 and have printed proof of this before we can cross the border. They don't have this, and are most put out. We agree we will go to the falls and then head back to the airport to sort out their paperwork before we cross into Argentina.

The falls are most impressive and there is a variety of wildlife to keep us entertained as we undertake the two hour walk around.










Then it starts chucking it down. The rainforest lives up to its name. We get soaked to the skin. Fortunately, our taxi driver is unperturbed, and after a brief sojourn at the airport to sort the Americans out, we are on our way to the Argentine border.

The river is the border between Brazil and Argentina, with the Brazilian flag painted along half the bridge, and the Argentine flag on the other half. I'm quite nervous about this border crossing, as animosity between Britain and Argentina is high, but the tension is relieved when the American lady tells us her daughter is studying 'cock' in Central America (after fits of giggles from us, and pursed lips from her, we ascertain she means conch). The border crossing is drive thru, we don't even get out of the car, and pretty soon, we're ensconced in the luxury that is Loi Suites.





We have the most amazing steak and Malbec for dinner, then prep ourselves for a soggy day on the Argentine side of the falls.

It rains. All day. It's a bit like being at home. We see the amazing falls, and using the adage "if you're going to get wet, might as well go swimming", we take a boat right into the falls.








Now we are literally soaked to the skin, but it was worth it to see the awesome power of all that water. We decide to take the little train up to what is considered the most impressive part of the falls, the Devils Throat. It's a kilometre trek on a metal bridge out over increasingly fast flowing water, but it's so worth it. In spite of the rain, the might of the tons and tons of water falling and creating massive clouds of spray and the birds seemingly flying out of the water is jaw dropping.









Heading back to Loi, soaking wet and looking forward to a hot shower, we agree that we're really pleased we added this detour to our trip. However, we're also in dire need of some sunshine, and look forward to the following day, and our flight to Buenos Aires.

Location:On the border - Brazil and Argentina