After a delicious, included breakfast at our hostel, we took the bus to Foz do Iguaçu National Park. We'd decided to do the "Trilha do Poço Preto" tour, which was expensive but included a trek through the rain forest, a boat ride on the Iguaçu River, and kayaking.
Predictably, the tour was not nearly as cool as we expected. The rest of the group biked, but we walked so we could see all the monkeys, tapirs, armadillos, and jaguars that hang out on the trail, hoping to be seen by tourists. Our chatty tour guide scared them all away, but we got to see some jungle plants:
Red Pineapple!
Cool vines (I really did feel like Tarzan)!
And most importantly: Matthew, Boppy, and Scott, you and the Inca King will be pleased with my success:
Things got better when it started raining, and the tour guide called a car and left us alone in the jungle (he was afraid of the harsh winds that frequently knock over trees. There was no wind). We saw a weird bird and strayed from the trail a little bit, and it was cool to hear rain in the rain forest.* We finally caught up with the group at the river. It was too cold to kayak, but we did the boat part of the tour and saw more animals:
There's a giant otter on the log, I promise:
...and a baby caiman/alligator thing between the branches:
The boat ride was cold but fun, and at least we saw some animals. Plus, on the walk back, we saw a tailless, rodent like thing that maybe was a capybara. Not sure. It ran away pretty fast
*The more interesting version of this story is:
After we were deserted in the jungle in the midst of a storm, Diane and I dodged the giant trees crashing around us and thrashed our way through the underbrush, bravely facing unknown beasts and enduring until we once again joined our guide.
2 comments:
more interesting version is somewhat fantasized
hahahahahh
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