Iguazu Falls

The 3rd largest falls in the World are in Argentina and are called Iguazu Falls. I was excited about getting there this morning when I woke up, but I knew I was in for a long day. For one Chris started the day doing his best impression on Mr T and shouting repeatedly to the top of his voice "I pitty the fool!", it was kind of embarrassing. I shot him a sour look which prompted an explanation that fool and fall sound the same. My amusement rose ever so slightly but it was barely perceptible.

Miraculously the National Park hadn`t been ruinned by tacky touristy thingies, and we somehow avoided the gang of 50 americans all wearing matching polo shirts and baseball caps.

We didn`t however avoid the Brazilian lady well into her sixties who walked around the whole day in a skimpy flowery swimsuit. She was even spotted in the restaurant like it, where she got very dissaproving looks from a british couple in his and hers full safari outfits.
Oh yes the fools, I mean the falls! Weeeeeeellllll, they were breathtaking of course, and all the usual words that we use to describe these things apply, such as:
* Awsome
* Epic
* Inspiring
* Outstanding
* AMAZING blah blah blah...

But here are some original things we thought, heard and felt:

1) Chris wanted to ¨Get in¨or roll down them in a barrel
2) They weren`t as loud as we thought they would be
3) It`s surprising how calm the water is on top before the drop
4) I thought it looked like it would taste of diluted cola
5) You used to be able to hire a local in a rowboat to take you to nearly the edge and then row you out of danger. Until some local lost control of the boat and killed himself and 7 German tourists.

Oh and lastly, here is a sign we saw lots in the jungle (I guess there`s a story behind this too!)