Sexy gauchos, asados, and so much more.

Trip Start Jun 09, 2010
Trip End Jul 25, 2010

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Sayta Ranch

Flag of Argentina  , Salta,
Tuesday, July 6, 2010

We survived the 18 hour bus ride to Salta (which surprisingly was not too bad!) and made our way to Sayta, the ranch we were staying at.  Upon arrival, Enrique and one of his "workers" graciously welcomed us to their ranch. To say that Enrique is a bit of a character is an understatement; He studied English for 15 years, lived in Texas for 5 years working in Petrol, and often has English speaking visitors...however, the only English phrases he knows are "son of a bitch" and "I don't speak shit f*cking English." His motto was simply to eat well and relax - this is based on the presumption that travelers don't eat well, so it is therefore his job to fuel them for the rest of their journey (he clearly didnīt understand that our trip has essentially been based on the food here).  Putting aside his rough physique and vulgar mannerisms, he did share some traits with a typical Jewish mother (aka, the force feeding and the incredibly kind hospitality).

Moving on, the ranch was absolutely beautiful.  They have 28 horses, there are antiques placed all around the rooms, and it truly had a homey feel.  There were 2 other couples staying there while we were, and there were a bunch of people doing half days on the ranch as well.  The best part of the experience though was our time with the horses and with Ricardo (our beautiful and humble gaucho).  We rode 2 and a half hours in the morning, came back for lunch (meat, of course), and then rode for a few hours in the afternoon.  Aside from the beautiful trails and incredible views of the mountains, here are a few stand out moments from the ranch:

1.  We rode through town as if it was completely normal. Besides Ricardo tipping his hat to locals, no one even took a second glance at us. It truly felt like we were in a country movie (could it be the three musketeers?)

2.  We saw the fattest, largest, most grotesque pig known to man.  It would have seriously been a main attraction at a county fair.  See the picture...gross

3.  We galloped! Meredith sat perfectly in her upright position, Samantha nearly peed her pants because she couldn't stop laughing (and was all over the place).

4.  We rode by a field that grows beans.  Ricardo now knows the bean song.

5.  Lastly, it was an incredibly relaxing and special day.  We are quite lucky - once again, a day of great people, beautiful places, and a lot of horribly embarrassing and great memories.

Off to Salta!
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Julie, Corsica on

Our stay with Enrique a couple of years ago remains one of my fondest memories......Apart from the great riding, wonderful food (and wine!) and the kindness of everybody there, Enrique's life philosophy left a lasting impression on me. Occasionally when things get tough, I think about what he said.... So if I were to try and sum up this colourful character, I would mention kindness, thoughtfulness, humour, and insight into human character (as well as horses' characters!)... never, ever would "vulgar mannerisms" cross my mind!! I can see why he is reluctant to speak English!

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