Friday, November 6, 2009

Iguazu


One more blog from a previous trip. I think this is the last, I promise. I just didn't feel right about keeping the falls from you. This is Iguazu or Iguacu, depending on what side of the border you are on. The Iguazu falls fit right into the triangle where Paraguay, Argentina, and Brazil meet. This is about an hour and a half flight or 18hour bus ride from BA. We chose the plane.


How the Falls Came To Be
Alvar Nunez Cabeda de Vaca (all one name people) and his expedition were the first Europeans to view the falls, in 1542. Acording to Guarani tradition the falls originated when an Indian warrior named Caroba incurred the wrath of a forest god by escaping downriver in a canoe with a young girl, Naipur, with whom the god was infactuated. Enraged, the god caused the riverbed to collapse in front of the lovers, producing a line of precipitous falls over which Naipur fell and, at their base, turned into a rock. Caroba survived as a tree overlooking it.
Scientist have other explaniations but I like this one better.











ME!!!























Below you can see Captain Greg. Not really his name but reminded so much of a friends father that I had to take a picture. Maybe it was all the sun but I definetly pondered the possibility of him living a double life in Argentina.
I can't even describe how loud the falls were. Thunderous is the best word i can come up with.



The Agentine side of the falls can pretty much be seen in a day. We weren't allowed into the Brazilian side without a visa (they're not the biggest American fans for sure) but we heard we weren't really missing much either. Loved Iguazu but for anyone planning on making the trip. No more than two days please or you'll be twiddeling your thumbs back in a hotel with a buffet dinner and lots of old people.
Being the resourcefull gals that we are, managed to find a little Brazilian family across the street that offered horseback riding though the jungle. We stopped and examined old school traps in the ground that were still used by the Aborigine people living there. We saw a few of them but they just stared at us which was probably just as well since no one knew their tribal language anyway. Lots of naked people and a baby wearing a spiderman t-shirt.
























CAITLIN!!!
























































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