Salento is a quaint little town with a central plaza and really nicly done up roads. All the buildings are kept in the old style and we stayed at a hostel that Patty had stayed at 2 years previously. There we met up with Daryl who we had met in San Agustin and Patty bargained for us all to have a room together at a much cheaper rate than they wanted. Salento has a lookout with lots of stairs to climb. The others had a climb up their that afternoon, but I was looking at the shops and resting.
We caught a jeep to the walk, Salento has amongst the hills, it takes you passed wax palms. Hundreds of very tall thin wax palms, best example in South America. The track follows a bridal path passed dairy farms and through forest. It also passes a trout farm, which is why Salento is famous for trout. You can buy them everywhere, every restaraunt has it on the menu (for about $10)and we bought some for $3 each and cooked them in the hostel. They were much smaller than we are allowed in NZ, they tasted beautiful.