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Published: August 25th 2007
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Entering Humahuaca was a welcome change to the rest of South America, we had been experencing. Dusty, dry and very hot, suronded by catus forest, it is a stereotypical South American town. The long bus ride from Iguazu Falls through Salta, gave us an upclose look at some diverse and interesting landscape. The citys gave way to multicoloured, sandy, layered mountains of unusual pinks and reds and greens. The town itself is small and friendly, and steeped in its own culture of native Quechwan speaking folk. We took time out ,with a helpful guide, who for a small fee, showed us his old family house of which all procedes, were going into restoring it to it´s former glory. He showed us around the grounds of his place and gave us a lesson in mud brick construction. A lengthy process he was undertaking on his own to provide a house for his kids. Next a tour of the family farm. There really wasn´t much there accept for many cacti and one man´s dreams of opening an eco tourisim lodge. Our 2 hour tour or the town rolled into 4 or 5 and also involved a long history from the invading Inca´s to
the arrival of Christopher Columbus, all in Spanish and abit too detailed for us simple Spanish speakers to comprehend. So, we cut him loose, refused a cup of tea in search of cold beer and food. This was our first experience in altitude and as it turns out beer isn´t such a good idea. The result of even a small amount, is a chronic headache and an unquenchable thrist. paul
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