Hostal Condor Pass Salta
Urquiza 675 Salta, Province of Salta, Northern Argentina, Argentina
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Our first taste of heaven... No, really.
... ill and so we spent most of our only day there in the hostel. Later that afternoon, we did venture out to the main square to meet our friends Lorna and Alan (from the salt flats trip) for some empanadas (basically, small pasties) - and discovered they too had been ill - bloody Bolivia!
We didn´t get to see much of Salta but what we did see we really liked. The sun was shining, the streets were bustling with shoppers and, unlike our ...
Three days in Salta
We´re in Salta now and here´s what happened: At the Iguazu terminal we were advised to take a 9:45 bus to Posadas, arriving 3PM, change to a 4PM departure for Salta, arriving there at 10AM the following day. We decided to give ourselves an extra hour in Posadas, so chose an 8:20.departure from Iguazu. Should have done the math - leave an hour and a ...
Steak and Wine....we'll be fine
... us into Mendoza. Having not experienced any major travel issues to date we were shocked to have our first problem in Argentina! One hour outside Tucuman, the main hub in the middle of the country, the bus stopped with no explanation. Casting our eyes over into the distance we could see what looked to be a JCB truck shifting dirt. A landslide on the only road to Tucuman, unbelievable! The bus was forced to turn around and go one hour back on itself to the last town to ...
Première ville d'Argentine Salta
... 16h30 mais restent ouverts jusqu’à 22h00
On va dîner au marché une piiiiire tranche pannée, riz, salade pour 4 CHF… heureusement que c’était indiqué pour 2 personnes (voir la photo).
Qu’est-ce qu’on mange bien en Argentine, en tout cas pour le moment :o) on apprécie vraiment les différences.
Pour info, en Argentine on dîne à 15h00 et on soupe à 21h00
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Bus and Bodega
... la Garganta del Diablo) and the amphitheatre, both were formed where water had corroded the rocks and the water was now long gone. [I'd be visiting Iguazu Falls later in my trip where there was another Devils Throat and the water was very much still there...]
The driver was a cheery Argetinian guy called Miguel the matero, he didn't speak any English but judging by his t-shirt we could have talked about rugby ...



