From Sao Paulo, my bus arrived an hour earlier than I expected. While still waking up, I notice all of the passengers quickly filing off the bus, so I quickly followed suit. I found myself bathed in sunshine, in small to mid-sized town surrounded by lush green countryside. It was a welcome change in weather and environment after the last couple of days of rain and noise in Rio and Sao Paulo.
After identifying the hostel I was looking for outside of the city of Foz do Iguacu, I took a taxi there alone to find it set in the countryside with land to spare. After getting my room and putting away my things I overheard a group of 3 people getting ready to visit the Argentinean side of the falls. I impulsively asked if I could join them on the spot, and they obliged.
Visiting the falls with Stephanie (from Canada) and Karina and Archie (from Norway) was a blast. We followed an elevated walkway along the ridge of the falls, passing over tranquil water that would soon drop over hundreds of feet. Then we went to the other side where we could see a vista of the falls that was so wide it took 4 shots of my camera to capture. Finally we boarded a speed boat where we got up close and personal with most of the 27 independent, magnificent falls, and got soaked head to toe in the process. After spending the full day at the falls, we retreated to the hostel, which ended up being a backpacker's paradise.
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