The Breath taking Falls

I spent the last day in Buenos Aires having a chat with a lovely looking Dutch lad and an Irish lad addicted to travelling.  To be honest i was looking forward to leaving Buenos Aires, even though just as i was leaving i had many emails from travelling buddies who were notifying me that they were soon to be arriving in the much loved city.  Depsite this i made my way to see the wonder of the Iguazu falls, shared between Brazil, Argentina and Paraguay. 

After getting myself sorted out in my new hostel in the small town of Iguazu i settle myself into bed ready to be amazed by the largest (dont quote me on that) waterfalls in the world.  And sure enough i was.  I made the effort to get to know a German girl called Anna, who i found out was also crossing the Brazilian border after seeing the Argentian side.  One thing you find most difficult about meeting people from different nationalities is finding a common sense of humour.  But i havent laughed like i did on our trip out in ages, even though most of the time i dont think she understood why i was laughing. 

We made our way round the falls which were outstanding, words cant describe the beauty, even with a million of tourists trying to get pictures at every angle to send home.  I could of sat for hours just staring at the falls.  When you are walking to get to the falls the rivers are all calm and peaceful then you turn a corner and start hearing the gush of water crashing down into the river below.  You turn another corner and stop in your tracks as you see the fasinating sight of a true wonder of the world.  My poor description does not do the Iguazu falls any justice, not even the million and one pictures help.  It is something that you just have to see for yourself.