Well, I kept looking around for the mountain. I wondered where this waterfalls was going to be. All I saw was flat land...little did I know...WE WERE ON THE MOUNTAIN!

So we picked up all

our stuff; our change of clothes, food, sandwiches, fruit, cupcakes, towels and tereré and went walking. The ranger in charged looked at us kind of funny and said, "you can't take that down there. The waterfalls and swimming area is 80 meters down". Oscar and Pastor Pedro were out of sight with Edson and half of the food, so we said, oh well, let's take it.
This was going to be FUN!
It was hot out and I was already dreaming of that cristal-clear water that was clean enough to drink, probably. I took my trusty little crocs and a skirt so I could just slip off my skirt to go diving into this wonderful, cool water falls.

The path was getting worse and I was getting worried...how WOULD we get all this stuff down there? ...okay, 80m X 3ft. is...240 feet down...down a cliff! Where was Oscar? Where was Edson? Where were the kids?
I was looking down a cliff and all I saw were rocks, sticks, 'tarzan' vines, and roots. I had bags on my back, my slippery crocs and a skirt on.
Oh no! I wasn't sure this was going to work...
My wonderful outing just went down a cliff!