Foz do Iguacu

We started from the Brazilian side which allows you to see the vastness of the waterfalls all in one place.

This picture is of most of the 'horseshoe' on the Argentine side excluding the biggest waterfall the devils throat.

The combination of the raging water and brilliant sunshine makes rainbows a welcome sight in front of the devils throat.

The next day we took a bus to the Argentinian side, on the way Jason decided to take some local kids / street urchins in toe.  His teacher-Taylor days shone through as the children were soon all running around chasing the hacky sack under his instruction.

It was cool to see how quickly they move from begging and looking hungry to having a great time.

The great thing about the Argentinian side is the close up view of the waterfalls.  This is only one tiny area of the falls.

We decided that we could not visit the falls without drenching ourselves under at least one of the waterfalls. Here you see the boat that we took about to drive under this large waterfall.  

Claire was petrified and convinced we were all about to drown. Meanwhile Jason laughed it off with a couple of Irish lads who were about to drink him under the table that night.

This brilliant translation comes courtesy of the Brazilian side of Igaucu.

Jason (on left of photo) likes to ignore signs telling him he can't do something. This sign is supposed to stop people from venturing to La Ventana (the window). The window is a hole in the rock face that leads to.......

... this area of waterfalls. It is legally in Argentina but can only be seen from Brazil unless you jump the fence. This was without a doubt the highlight of Igaucu for me (Jason). To go from one of the biggest tourists traps in South America to one of the most serene and isolated waterfall settings in the world was quite an experience.

This photo is around .5 kilometres across and is right in the middle of a very tightly controlled park that has thousands of visitors a day. It was a great place to jump off rocks, swim and have some time to oneself away from the crowds of wealthy tourists with uncontrollable video cameras and tons of gumby gold.

This is the devils throat, the biggest single waterfall in Igaucu with some 1,750 cu metres of water a second passing over it. This is also the second to last photo our camera ever took as the moisture and humidity from the waterfall was about to claim an electronic victim.

 It was an expensive day in all as we went out drinking and I (Claire) left Jason in a bar in a drinking competition with some Irish lads that he had been winding up all day. The hostel sold 1 litre bottles of Vodka for £5 at 2am when the bar was closing just in case anyone wanted to drink themselves to death.

It was a pleasure to have him home that evening, and he was more of a pleasure to be around the next day. We needed to replace our dead camera ASAP so we went to Paraguay for the day as it is tax free and has a very bumpy bus ride that was obviously the cause of Jason vomiting and feeling very sorry for himself ... it was not the vodka honest!