… and oh, the falls. The beautiful nature
of almighty water displayed in the grandest of dramatic fashion. God
must have been truly inspired when he painted this masterpiece. Layers
upon layers, walls among walls of never-ending falling water.
I stood on the footbridge in the center of it all, mist wrapping around
me in a whirl and felt the freedom of letting go and floating away into
the fog of whiteness. It was a breathtaking romance, a real rapture between power and might, and breaths of teardrops. Iguassu Falls, when witnessed by Eleanor Roosevelt, caused her to say, “Poor Niagara!“…and I think that says it all.
The best view of the falls, however, is underneath the falls! A real river safari,
a true Brazilian adventure. We screamed, we laughed, we got totally
soaked and begged for more. There are these moments in life when you sit
back and say, “Am I really here right now?!” I knew when coming to
Brazil I was going to experience a lot of color, culture for sure, but oh, the COLOR. Such a welcome escape from the cold gray winter days back home. Sitting on a log in the middle of the Bird Park, my eyes were feasting on the red, blue, yellow, pink, and green feathers flying around me. Colors so vivid and saturated you can’t help but stare in love. The bird park, a refugee camp for birds that have been injured or rescued to recover, was a real study of natural beauty…
Cataratas, Brazil: This is what adventures are made of.
Alone in the natural wonders… if you stay here you can experience the falls before they open to the public. Wearing a white Tibi crochet dress.
Our travel companions Kelly & Zach take in one of the endless views of the falls which can only be described as overwhelmingly romantic in person.
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