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... up and got up. Headed to the bakery for croissants and strong coffee.
Started the 10km walk to El Mollar, a village at the dam end of the lake – followed the river from the bridge and I, in turn, was followed by a white dog. It was white to begin with, but after we’d forded a couple of rivers, it had herded up some horses, and then walked on the very fine sand/dust road, it was ...
... we didn't leave the house until 10pm and by that point hadn't even had one drink... After wandering around the centre for a bit we went to a graduation house party. This was a big deal - someone had rented a house and had security guards/bouncers and everything. The music was only Argentinian, no American at all, which was great in a way, but actually pretty rubbish. There were loads of people there and a free bar for glasses of beer. This was fun ...
... it, and was a completely different place in the sunshine. It's really nestled against the mountains, and we would have loved to sit at a restaurant outside with a few beers, taking in the views. Time was racing on though, so we hot-footed it up a hill to get a better view. The panorama was breathtaking, with the blue lake contrasting the red mountains.
It was, strangely considering the previous day, a shame to have to leave Tafi del Valle. The bus to Cafayate, our ...
... end of one of Argentina’s many dictatorships meaning that…the museum was shut! Ah well! You kind of have to accept protests as a fact of life here, even though they do get in the way! So after not the most successful day we walked to the bus station to book our onward journey to the city of Tucuman.
After spending the best part of a week in cities we both wanted a change of scenery. We are now heading towards two towns called Tafi del Valle ...
... we saw the falls from the Argentine side, spènding the day with a couple of
post Uni Brit travellers we met along the way. The Argentine side
give you the falls hands on; you are soaked from the spray, you see each fall individually from above, below, beside, like you are a piece of the
tapestry. You are rushed under them in speedboats, you sense their
scale and fury. But perhaps the falls are best explained by Courtney, Britney or