Confort Hotel Cafayate
Av. Guemes Norte 232 Cafayate, Province of Salta, Northern Argentina, Argentina
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Visiting vineyards
... wandering about without a care in the world. Some kids were playing footy on the grass in the square. Jumpers for goal posts were absent I´m afraid! Yesterday I just updated the blog and had a wander around but I went to the vineyards today.
The area is becoming increasingly well-known for Torrontés, an aromatic white wine that is supposed to be the next big thing. I have to say ...
City of wineries
... keuze want het blijkt een prachtige rit. Overal prachtige rotsformaties in de meest prachtige kleuren (diverse mineralen) en vormen die zijn uitgesleten door wind en water. We stappen een aantallen malen uit en maken een wandeling van zon 1,5 uur. Die gaat flink omhoog en voor ik het weet sta ik op een richel en kijk aan beide kanten in een ravijn. Enigsinds ongemakkelijk vervolg ik mijn weg waarbij de flinke wind ook niet echt ...
Argentina - the Empanada Trail Continues
... see http://www.welcomeargentina.com/cafayat e/tejedores-ponchos-seclantas-cafayate. html There are both men and women working the looms, and all ages. Work varied, some was beautiful, I admired the work done by a young woman and when I asked if I could take her picture as we held her weaving, her grandmother proudly stood by her. It was a lovely moment.
By the way, if you{re thinking ahead that you{ll ...
Cafayete - this time the empanadas, good ones
... at last defended, and oh so well. I think I ordered empanadas every single meal after that. The lamb locro (local stew) here at lovely getaway didn{t measure up to goat locro at Payagosta, wide spot in the road.
Turns out the ruins are way back on the farm somewhere, calls for a tractor or a horse to get us there, and probably advance reservations, so a young woman, Carolina, took us to see their renovated 18th century ...
Cycling days 223 to 225 - R de Lerma to Cafayate
... hustle down the paved, flat road at an average of 29kph and keep the brisk pace going as we pass nonstop suburb after farm after suburb. Where are we going to camp? Another city, more fenced farms and ranches, then another town. It is now 6:45pm and the sun is about to dip behind the mountains as we come to the beginnings of yet another city when suddenly, Yannick stops and says he saw a gravel sifter. We u-turn, pull into ...


