Nevertheless, we spent the next three days touring Iguazu Falls, visiting both the Argentinian side and the Brazilian side. Upon arrival at both sides, it seemed like a tourist trap, almost like an amusement park entrance, with many stalls, information areas, and vendors selling overpriced food, clothes, and trinkets. After we made it past, however, we were transformed into straight jungle vibes. Wild coatis, toucans, monkeys, and other rodents were common sightings in this area. Walking through the jungle, we began to faintly hear what sounds like a white noise machine, and you realize that it is the falls way off in the distance. As we got closer, we began to feel the rumble and power of the falls in your chest. I'm not kidding—the sound becomes so loud that it is almost deafening. Eventually, we saw the falls for the first time, and my breath was absolutely taken away, almost as much as the first time I saw my current girlfriend. It was spectacular to see in person—waterfalls everywhere, the amount of water, the sounds of the falls—just breathtaking. It's hard to put into words the sheer power of the falls in totality; it was mesmerizing.