Jujuy (rhymes with phooey)
Trip Start
Aug 31, 2008
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Trip End
Feb 02, 2009
Technically, the full name of the city is San Salvador de Jujuy and when you mention Jujuy, youīre referring to the entire province. But I just enjoy saying Jujuy as much as possible. Just a couple of hours from Salta, Jujuy is the jumping off point for a great deal of places large and small in Northwest Argentina, and a charming city in itīs own right. Or at least, we guess so, for everything was closed when we arrived, and it slowly dawned on us that this wasnīt just siesta. Some as-yet-to-be-named provincial holiday caused even churches and supermarkets to be closed on our only day of sightseeing in Jujuy. However, we made the best of it as usual, and managed to see the history museum, the outside of all the cathedrals, the place where the municipal market would be if it was open, the place where the river would be if it wasnīt the end of dry season, and various other scintillating sights.
In this part of Argentina, the midday is quite warm, and siesta is strictly observed. All businesses with few exceptions (some cafes, some chain supermarkets, some bakeries) close between noon and 1pm and may or may not reopen at 5 or 6 pm depending on the mood of the proprietor, the alignment of planets, or the I ching pattern they threw that day, but certainly not the hours posted outside the door. If I sound frustrated, itīs really only because I have yet to determine what people do with this five hour hole in their day. Iīd like to find out so that I may follow their example and not be the crazy white lady in silly clothes running up and down the street all afternoon banging on locked doors and screaming something about coffee or capitalism or donīt you people want to make any money...
But I digress. Jujuyīs a really nice place, honestly just the right size, not too big, but most anything you need you can find there. Our hostel was a bit costly but awfully cushy. It was a pleasure to stay in and cook like cheap skates (not like any restaurants would have been open anyway.)
Photos are HERE
Please do not miss the bootleg Barney, whom I find truly frightening.
In this part of Argentina, the midday is quite warm, and siesta is strictly observed. All businesses with few exceptions (some cafes, some chain supermarkets, some bakeries) close between noon and 1pm and may or may not reopen at 5 or 6 pm depending on the mood of the proprietor, the alignment of planets, or the I ching pattern they threw that day, but certainly not the hours posted outside the door. If I sound frustrated, itīs really only because I have yet to determine what people do with this five hour hole in their day. Iīd like to find out so that I may follow their example and not be the crazy white lady in silly clothes running up and down the street all afternoon banging on locked doors and screaming something about coffee or capitalism or donīt you people want to make any money...
But I digress. Jujuyīs a really nice place, honestly just the right size, not too big, but most anything you need you can find there. Our hostel was a bit costly but awfully cushy. It was a pleasure to stay in and cook like cheap skates (not like any restaurants would have been open anyway.)
Photos are HERE
Please do not miss the bootleg Barney, whom I find truly frightening.



Comments
indubitably
i hope the mystery behind the disappearance of locals soon becomes solved. sounds like a good time. mysteries.
i'm excited for the result. indeed.