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Trip Start Feb 10, 2006
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Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Another amazing bus trip, up over a wonderfully high pass, twisting and turning up into the clouds till we were able to look down on a magnificent condor wheeling over the valley below. The Lonely Liar said that locals hold there wailing kids up to the windows and the view almost always ensures silence - it certainly was quite a drop but that only made me chatter away like a monkey rather than go quiet in awe.

Salta is quite a buzzing city - the main through fare on the Gringo Trail so it´s full of tourists and loads of students. We tramped out to the edge of town to the municipal campsite, our last for a while I think. It was huge, with a swimming pool that takes a week to fill in the spring. Not many campers but plenty of huge trucks full of Germans and Swiss - they certainly know how to travel, sell up your home, retire or quit your job and head off round the world in a 13 tone monster. One truck even had a washing machine and tumble drier and they kept the quad bike under the bed. And of course, every truck has the obligatory barking dog.

Only stayed a few days in Salta, catching up with e mails and the start of the football. Have now started to plan our trip round places that will have tv sets! Went to post a few things home only to be told I had to go to the police station...went to the police station only to be told to go back to the Post Office where, you guessed it they told me to go back to the Police Station. Starting to feel a bit like a tennis ball and more than a little frustrated as we had a bus to catch. This time the nice police man at the door says, ¨foreign parcels, oh yes, second floor¨! And here starts the power trip, there´s only one person in front of me and yet it takes them nearly an hour to get round to serving me - which involves tearing open all the lovely packaging to show them that it is indeed only two cds not a bomb or cocaine or whatever else all tourists are responsible for smuggling. Ah well caught the bus and the driver kindly played the radio commentary for the Argentina match - the one where they scored six goals. The roads were empty and the driver hooted his horn and cheered/veered wildly each time a goal was scored. At the end of the 90 minutes the streets filled up with cheering school kids waving Argentinian flags.
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