Hotel Cerros de San Lorenzo
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... br> My story all started one Wednesday morning when I was sniffing around the fountain in the main square, when all of a sudden I came across this nice group of people sitting at the base listening to a man talking about the city of Salta.
They had come all the way from the city of San Pedro in Chile and looked quite tired. I wandered amongst them and got a few pats and thought to myself: "I like this group, I will stay and make them ...
... Bolivian stamp. We were all taking the mickey, but so easy to see how that could happen!! We walk the mile or so to the bus station to get the bus to Salta. At the station there is the usual bunch of con men all trying to persuade us that their bus was the best/quickest/ cheapest. Eventually we select a "direct" bus to Salta. Five hours later and of course it is not direct and stops in Juyjuy where we have about two minutes to change buses for the next leg to Salta ...
... with more meat on than your local Butcher sells in an average year. The meat was yummy, we both stretched out stomachs to bursting point and because the locals were in charge we ate around 11pm. I dreamt of cows chasing me. With little else to actually do in Salta, we opted to get outta there, 24 hours, job done. There are nice towns South but that's in the wrong direction, we're heading North - next stop Tilcara - 204km (Ellie's fact, not mine) North of Salta - let's get on another ...
... we stopped at. Some were selling food, tortillas filled with cheese and grilled on a BBQ or some flatbreads. A couple of them had llamas! They use them for milk and also their fur, on the way back we stopped at a place with about 5 of them which you could feed. So Eduardo got some dried maize out and taking a small handful, you could put your hand out and feed them. Quite cute in a dopey sort of way, their fur is soooo thick and soft and they are very greedy trying to inhale ...
... when you begin to hear quips such as "Someone's hogging the mike" or "Your 15 minutes of fame are up." It's time to pass the mate.The most entertaining story we have involving mate is from our journey to Grandes Saltines outside of Salta. We stopped at a gas station to fuel up and the driver of the car parked next to us exited his vehicle with his mate gourd and thermos of hot water. Our driver, Ariel, began ...
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
- Room service