So ive got a cold and it sucks, and its cold and it sucks. But i have a mission…to sort out the packet i ordered from the usa. I went to the PO with my notes in spanish and talked with a helpful teller in english and sorted what needed to be done. I then contacted the org i had ordered product from and they hadnt shipped becasue i hadnt replied to the email, which i couldnt access coz i got locked out of my yahoo accounts…bahaha.
So yahoo only have one security qu, who is your oldest cousin? I have no idea. I would have typd in any old rubbish when i set it up years ago and now i cant get in. and good luck trying to find a ph number or email address to someone that can actually speak english as a first language… what a joke!
So anyway, here i am at 7 Duendes Hostel in Salta chilling with nic peeps drom Israel and Norway and Canada and Usa etc…
Time to leave this lovely town and head back to salta and on to Bolivia.
Having recovered from my boozing and having met some peeps the night before, i went on an excursion, with the peeps, to Las Cascades. We took taxis out to the valley, found a guide, and spent th next 5 hours hiking and rock climbing our way up a gorgeous valley. Being the dry season the river was low but the cascades were lovely and the scenery stunning. It turned out to be quite a good workout and we were all feeling the pinch came the end. Unfortunately we didnt get to walk back through puma territory because we had to pick up a team member that was a bit slack. I was happy enough though to learn that the puma population was alive and well in the mountains!
So the boys camped out in the national park and returned to town high from the experience. I bought some wine and proceeded to get drunk with the dude on reception at the hostel. We also noshed copius amounts of coca leaves and a few doobies for good measure.
As all was quiet at the hostel we headed off to another hostel to listen to live music. Somehow i ended up playing guitar and singing and i have no idea what or how i managed to play, but i do have a vague memory of screaming to hit th high notes lol. The locals enjoyed it anyway. I must say, the Argentinians are a very social bunch and are welcoming and supportive. I have rally enjoyed the social time spent with them drinking red wine and speaking in Spanish, which funnily enough is easier after a few.
Needless to say i awoke with a beauty of a hangover and had a very slow morning. At around 3pm the boys arrived back after an awesome time camping out. We shared stories and a few glasses of sweet dessert wine before heading out for lunch. They then caught the bus to BA and i crashed out. They were really very funny travelling companions and they made my trip! Cheers you guys!! 😃
Today Daniel, Jeremy and I went on an excursion to the Quebrada de las Conchas and it was amazing. The rock formations were stunning and we had a great time climbing up everything we could and running around in an attempt to see as much as possible. It was the highlight of my trip so far. I took heaps of photos but they really dont do the place justice.
If i were to go back i would camp out and explore for a week at least. A motorbike would be the ultimate way to explore the mountainous regions of Argentina and Chile.
We woke at 0900 feeling hungover and tired, but we got our shit together and managed to make it to the bus terminal with 5 mins to spare. I sleep the first 2 hrs of the trip and woke as we entered the beautiful mountain pass that leads to Cafayate. I was gobsmacked at the splendor and snapped away like crazy, albeit through the dirty bus windows.
The Cafayate township is nice and tidy with plenty of restaurants and wineshops (being a wine producing area). I booked into my hostel and the boys set off to find a camping spot. Then I got myself a bottle of red and enjoyed that as i looked for the supermarket and bank… which were closed and out of money, respectively lol.
I happened across a little food shop and went in to find some grub. There wasnt much to chose from and initially it was a little awkward as i tried to get food because my brain refused to use Spanish. After a few minutes it started functioning and i ended up staying in the shop for an hour, sipping on my wine, munching down some good grub and having a funny converstation with the young woman in the kitchen.
I headed back to the plaza to finish my wine and who should i meet but the boys. They were on their way to the bus station because they had been having a difficult and unhappy time. I laughed and laughed at their state and gave them some wine. Soon they were feeling better and i talked them into staying at the hostel and getting on the booze with me. We also booked a tour to Quebrada de las Conchas for the next day. We also did some gift shopping and went to a nice family restaurant for a late dinner, accompanied by an Argentinian man staying in the same dorm as us.
I finished the day off with a massive midnight icecream cone 😃
I woke early after a good sleep intending to catch a bus to Cafayate but there was no accom available (should have booked the night before). So then i decided it would be an opportune time to go to the post office to make preparations for the arrival of my package. Once at the post office i discovered that today is… Saturday. Have not have!
So, then i went about my normal tourist duties of visiting cathedrals and museums etc.