It was raining the day we visited the Cachoeira Do Tobogã. What we did not know is that while we were having fun in the jungle, Paraty, the city where we were spending the Carnival, was getting flooded.
By the time we came back from the waterfalls, it was already 5:00 pm and it had likely been raining for a couple of hours. The bus station was okay, but as we took the hostel street, we stepped in the water, knee-deep. We managed to get back to the hostel (barefeet) where we learned Paraty floods quite often. The historical center floods at every tide (seriously!), and the district where we lived is below sea level, so it was even worse. Nothing to be worried about, but quite a pain to navigate the street when the water reaches your butt (and I swear, I´m pretty tall!).
The next day, the water left on the pavement offered beautiful reflections of the buildings.