In the morning, after a good night’s sleep, I stopped for breakfast in the hostel. There, I met two Austrian women who were on my bus. They had a better perspective than I did. Especially when they said getting off the bus was “great for being able to stretch legs.” Perspective never hurt anyone.
Above all, I learned (too late) that, in Argentina, the seats on the upper deck are NOT the luxury seats. I had purchased upper deck seats. My new friends had been on the lower deck. This had been my final long distance bus journey in either Argentina or Chile. Over the course of my trip, I had been warned that buses would be very different in Bolivia and Peru.
After enjoying breakfast, reviewing the previous day’s events and scoping out the malaria situation (I still did not take the pills), they invited me to spend the day with them.
We visited the main plaza, and wandered a bit. Salta’s architecture was stunning.
We browsed the shopping district
where anything from spices
to pig heads
were for sale.
Unsure if the chickens were for sale, but sadly, cages like this lined some streets.
For lunch, we had Salta’s famous hot dogs, called super panchos!
While some sights were similar to the US
others were not.
Donkeys at work were an interesting sight and similar to what I had seen in Uruguay.
Salta was full of parks where we could take leisurely rests. This was South America, after all.
But there was more to explore above the city. The tram – teleferico – was not to be missed.
We were eager to ascend to the top of Cerro San Bernardo. Cerro translates to hill in English. Not the kind of “hill” I would think of.
And away we go!
Fitness classes at the top. How they got exercise machines up, amazes me. Even if in pieces to assemble, the trams were not that big!
Also, we found beautiful waterfalls.
Behind us is incredible scenery from the tram. My photos don’t do the view any justice.