Iguazu Falls, Dangerous Mountain climbing, zipline, Point of three countries...

Ahh, at last. I sank into my ever-so comfortable front seat of our bus. We were on our way to Iguazu!! Well...at least I hoped so. I didn't want to get my hopes up. You know, just incase we didn't get there for some reason or another. The roads were supposed to be clear, but you never know the future.



Shivani and I sat on the top level of the bus. Our view through the huge windows infront of us was spectacular. It was more comfortable than the seats in the plane, and much cheaper. So, they decided to show August Rush, one of my favorite movies, in the morning. Unfortunately, we got to Misiones before the movie was even half way through =( Ok, enough about the bus.



When we got to Misiones...22 hours later, we walked in the rain to our little hostel. (I was quite happy - 55 pesos per person for 2 nights). The toilet worked when it decided to. There were 7 beds for us kids - Denise, Colin, Albert, Jenny, Spencer, Shivani, and me. The only thing was - I found either droppings or a few bugs in my bed. Yep - so I decided to sleep with Shivani.



After a nice lunch, we went to this forest place for some little tour. We learned a little bit about animal traps, and then we had our adventures...



As I looked at the dangerous mountain in front of me, I almost wet myself. I was about to climb it. We all were. Those jagged rocks were eager to tear through my jeans and leave scars on my legs and arms. Would I have the strength to climb it?



Ok, it wasn't that bad =D It was like 75 feet high, and took less than 5 minutes to climb. And we had protective gear. I actually didn't feel like I climbed it at all. (I'm pretty sure the people who worked there pulled us up most of the way!)



Then we did the zipline twice. That was thrilling. I almost felt like Tarzan, screaming through the jungle.



The boat ride. Serene. We cruised the river with Argentina on one side, and Brazil on the other. The sky was again streaked with pink and baby blue with white cotton candy interrupting the flow. Shivani and I stood at the head of the boat feeling the cold air rush past our faces. We got to the the Triple Point - well, I think it was the Triple Point in the river. Argentina was to our left, Paraguay in front of us, and Brazil to our right. Amazing.



The next day was reserved to see the falls. I had absolutely no idea what the falls were going to look like. I knew that I love waterfalls, but I was not prepared for the magnificence of what I would encounter that day.



We took the Great Adventure tour. So first, we went in a bus like vehicle with a tourguide telling us about the forest...I think. I actually don't remember anything she said. I was too excited about the falls.



When we got to the boats, we were given waterproof bags to put our belongings in. This was some serious water prevention. I wondered how wet we were going to get...
I believe we were in a speedboat? But I could be wrong. In any case, it was a fast boat.
We sped through the river with beautiful greenery on either side of us. An occasional little water fall spurted from the forest. I was not prepared to turn the corner.

I almost stopped breathing when I saw the magnificence of the falls. I wondered what the first people felt when they discovered these falls. Pictures that you may see will not do it justice. Only God could do this.
The beauty cannot be described. Even now, I have a mental picture, but feel it was only a dream. I see shades of deep green all around me with rapidly moving white streaks- the water fell so fast; it was almost competing to reach the bottom.

God is mighty.