Well what a nice place Salta is. I think we were both expecting some kind of tourist town as it´s a big stop off point for backpackers on the way up to Bolivia. It´s actually really really nice. We were recommended a hostel by new found friends in Bolivia and it´s turned out to be exactly what we wanted. A quiet and calm hostel right in the middle of town over the road from a big green park. We had a bit of a walk around town yesterday and the difference in the heat between here and Bolivia, only 6 hours up the road, is really something. It´s so humid here, completely different to the dry heat of Bolivia.
We haven´t done much really. Being back in Argentina we just had to indulge in another Bife de Chorizo steak which was as it should be, amazingly tender and delicious. That might possibly be our last one before we head home now. I was also dead keen to watch some rugby last night only to make my annual blunder of forgetting about the rest weekends. All sat down in front of the tv, asking someone to change channel only to be told `It´s next Friday!'. A bit too keen.
So this morning we had a bit of a walk around again. Saw a pink Cathedral with really impressive architecture inside, treated ourselves to a little Alfajore biscuit and now we´re about to have lunch with a french couple who were on the Jeep trip with us but delayed a day coming down to Salta by the same stomach bug. It´s a strange one, I´m still not a 100% and Kat doesn´t seem to have been affected at all.
At 3.15pm it´s another bus ride to Puerto Iguazu waterfalls right at the most easterly point of Argentina (I think). It´s a 24hour one again and of course it´s Champagne and Whisky again after dinner, `We´ll take the drinks in the drawing room tonight please Jeeves'.
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