Thursday, April 24, 2003

We had a barbeque in the hostel last night, more lovely Argentinian meat, and lots of it, I think I ate a whole cow. The say you need the wine to help digest it so I drank a whole cows worth of wine too. So today I decided to go Paragliding with the 3 other Irish girls in the hostel and the Irish guy from the hostel round the corner, more Irish jumping off a cliff than you can shake a stick at. It was a really beautiful day so the view from up there in the sky was amazing, the valley of Salta surrounded by loads of green mountains. The paragliding was great, I got to go 2ce `cause the first time there weren`t enough thermals to keep me up for very long so we landed straight away. The second time there was a good bit of wind and we were spiraling away, it`s surprisingly relaxing.

Tuesday, April 22, 2003

Well here`s a really quick one. I`m still in Salta having a ball, it`s a beautiful cosmo city and the food is great, like discovering I have taste buds again. The crowd in the hostel are all so nice and every night we go out for a meal that is rapidly altering my top 10 meals of all time list, I think after 7 more meals I`ll have nothing but Argentina on the list. Today I climbed the mountain, I had to, all this great food will have me the size of Brazil by the end of the week if I don`t start to do something about it. All the good work was undone at the top when I felt the need to chillax for about 4 hours in a hammack with a large bottle of beer. well almost time for dinner so I`m off.

Sunday, April 20, 2003

Salta, Argentina
Another day another stamp on the passport! I arrived in Salta thismorning and was surprised to find what looked like any European city. They have proper roads, footpaths, clean toilets and the hostel is really nice. I had breakfast with my roomate, Christine and there was real coffee, orange juice with bits and warm croissants, three months in south America can really make you appreciate the good things in life. After breakfast I called home for the first time in ages, it was great to speak to Dad again. We wandered around the easter market for a couple of hours after that and it was like Portabello (London) on a sunny day. This was followed by lunch on the terrace, watching the people go by, it felt like a day of decadance, I think I`m going to like Argentina.