What can I say about Salta other than it is paradise. I have eaten enough steak to make up a cow, drunk enough cocktails to milk a lime tree dry and found a use for my Cuban salsa lessons. I went out dancing last night with the girls I upgraded with. It was a last minute decision after a late dinner at the hotel restaurant -- no dress ups, no make up, just beach dresses and flip flops. The club we went to had a young salsa band and we danced our feet off. The other girls went home and I ended up sharing a pizza and fanta with the band and roadies. Now it feels like I´m on holiday.