Fall, fall, fall

A little dazed and misty eyed from yet /another/ long bus ride we were lucky to find a lovely little hotel with fantastic breakfast including fresh juice and pancakes! The next day we set off bright and early (not bad considering the alram clock had long since been smashed and discarded) and took the bus to the falls on the Argentinian side. The falls are spread over quite a distance and there are various differnent levels you can walk on, cat walks, bridges etc. but really whichever way you look at it the waterfalls are HUGE! Particularly the Devil's throat (1st pic) which you can barely see for water splattering all over you and mist coming off it but you can certainly hear it. After exploring the top and middle sections we set off to find the Hilton (the only hotel actually inside the park-apparently built for the world cup, the same year the falls dried up! take that maradona.) -the lunch buffet being recomended as a barginous banquet in the Lonely Planet-however we were unimpressed to find that the price had since doubled! We met up with my parents after lunch, who were sensible and even though they were sleeping in the hotel ventured out to eat and actually found a much better all you can eat buffet for about the tenth of the price. Grrrr. Where was I? Oh yes, so in the afternoon we hopped into one of the little dingys and had a thrilling 10 minute jaunt into the falls. Lots of fun and the most powerful shower of the trip. A quick (dry) boat ride over to the island San Martin to see the falls from yet another angle and we called it a day. Over to Ari...