Blogs from Salta, Salta, Argentina, South America - page 31

Driving along in an automobile It´s hard to know what to write about Argentina. Unfortunatly we were only there a week so I do not feel we have quite done it justice! Crossing the border was a long affair due to several people in the group not realising that they had to keep their visa slips from immigration and were thus forced to pay 150 US Dollars. We then crossed over and had to queue again to enter Argentina, but the officials seemed to enjoy skipping over us and allowing locals to go before us. We eventually entered though and headed to Puerto Iguazu. After Iguazu, it was to be several days on the road to Salta. Our first stop was in a little random town called San Igancio, where several people visited some Jesuit ruins ... read more

From Buneos Aires we flew to Salta, in the north of Argentina. Just a few hours in a plane but not very nice. Every flight we have been on near or over the Andes has had some horrible turbulance, pretty frightening stuff. Anyway after landing in Salta like a Yo-Yo, we arrived in a tranquill and friendly city. The following day we went riding, of course you have to ride in Argentina! We had a bbq with consisted of plate after plate of meat, salad and wine, during which a boy was practicing lassooing the horses in the paddock. What patient and kind horses, to not lash out when this boy just chased them round and round in the heat! The horses we actually well looked after and so I was quite happy to go out ... read more

I arrived in Iguaçu after a mammoth 2 day plane /bus journey. My stay in Rio lasted all of one hour. After sleeping in Salvador airport until 4 in the morning i got a plane to Rio that arrived at 0630 it was straight to the bus station in Rio and then straight onto a bus to Iguaçu that lasted 20 hours. More importantly I was heading towards new frontiers which was really quite important due to the fast approaching expiry of my visa. Got onto the Brazilian side of the falls and was absolutely knackered so I decided to stay in Brazil for one more night. I found a cracking hostel up some country lane, dumped my stuff and headed off to the falls. What can I say? Quite colossal really. They seem to cover ... read more

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.... read more