The seven-coloured mountain

Salta in the north of Argentina is really a nothing-town. We tried to find something interesting about the town, but after looking for days, we really didn’t find anything. So in somewhat desperation, we booked the 7 coloured mountain tour. We were picked up early in the morning and were driven for nearly two hours. The 7 coloured mountain is located very close to the border to Bolivia. The colours come from the fact that this whole area used to be seabed and the different colours came from layers of minerals. 

Next to the seven-coloured mountain is a pretty interesting market town, but I am very glad we were just passing through. I am sure that people staying in this tiny town must have gone mad. 


The next stop was was ruins of a civilisation that was over 1000 years old. They were only killed off as they refused to joined the Incan empire and they Incas brought their full force down on them. Still extremely interesting and the cactai really give the place an interesting look. 


Next we had lunch in a old town, with a church that dates back until the colonial times. 


The final stop of the day was a hill, that overlooks some amazing mountains and a cemetery. The cemetery is extremely interesting, as it is a riot of colour. People in Latin America feel like the dead are still a part of their lives. For that reason the cemeteries are a celebration of life. To get to the hill you have to climb up a very sandy and dangous hill. Laura got about half way and decided she didn’t want to die. However, I went ahead as I really wanted to beat the hill. I got to the top and didn’t think I how I would get down. The rocks were not firm under ground, so for safety I ended up climbing down on all 4s. Not exactly glamorous. 

8 Days in Buenos Aires

I arrived into Argentina by boat, which I personally is the best way to arrive into any country. Even Buenos Aires is a city by the sea, it fact is not one that defines it like so many coastal cities. In fact the whole time I was in BA, I kind of forgot that it was by the coast. The city’s use of the water seems only related to the port to come and shipping of goods. There is no real nice beachs on anything like that.

BA is a beautiful city, there is no denying that. In the early 1900s when things were good, the rich built the city up and look many influences for the french and italian immigrants flocking to BA. But with a mix of different influences, building built at different times, it is hard not to feel it is bit of a mess.  A pretty mess but a mess al the same.

Plaza de mayo where we were staying is one of the most important streets in BA, it all end the congress buildings to the other is the pink house, which is the seat of power for the country. For that reason it is a very polictal feel about it and we saw many protests and polictal graffiti.

Doing a number of walking tours while were there we also learn some fo the history of Argentina. So of the recent history was a specially upsetting. We learnt about Mothers of avenue de mayo, the Falklands war and the dictorship that lead up to both of them. These events are a scare on the heart of Argentina. It is important for us all to know about these events so that we can make sure that they never happen again.

This all being said, I enjoyed my time in BA. There are lots of great bars, night life and restrauants. But I felt like I burnt money every second I was there. If you want to enjoy the city, which your credit card, you will need it.

Brazil / Argentina: Day 32-33

After an extremely late night the day before, my alarm went off at 7 in the morning. I had to out of the door for 8 so I gave myself as much time as possible to get out of bed. Good thing too, as many head was really hurting. We got on the bus and went to the falls. We first made a stop at the three points, a point that overlooks the borders of three countries, brazil, Argentina and Paraguay. I think it one of few borders in the world that is like this and was interesting to compare the cities on all sides of the border. I was really not interesting in going to Paraguay as I have heard a lot of really horrible things about crime in that country. It was nice to at least see the country, even if it was at a distance. 

Next we went to the park. These is a national park next to the falls, which is full of really cool wildlife. Having no idea that there was also a park, I was very excited to see a number of different monkeys jumping around. 


Once we got more into the park, the guide asked us if we wanted to talk the boat trip. We didn’t know there was boat tour on offer and many of the people with us were mad to find out it was extra to the price. It was cheap, but the boat takes you into the falls, so you can really feel the spray of water on your face. Honestly it might have been the most fun I have ever had with my trousers on. It gets you really wet, as your are dunked under the falls. I know it is a bit of extra money, but it is a once in a life time sort of thing. 
I am going to let the picture tell some of the story and just show you how amazing the falls were. 


The border crossing on both sides was a little silly. Latin America loves to add extra admin and process to ever simple things. You had to have a entry form from when you entered brazil, get exit and entry stamps. Then on the way back, the same process again. Honestly it is less paperwork to get into america. The other thing I was surprised by, is the fact the american and Austrians couldn’t come, as it would cost them, going in and coming back. 

That night, with some new friends I had meet on trip that day, I got very drunk again. These guys were really nice, 27,  28 and 29 responsively Matt, Mark and Amanda were much more my speed. Having seen a bit of the world, these people were much more level headed. The happy go lucky people I meet before, were doing the trip at a different peace. By the time I left on day 34, they still hadn’t managed to get the Argentinan side. The two french girls got so sick of those guys mucking around and not going to the falls, they were on the guided tour the next day. 

That night, we topped it off with a really cool music gig, of Brazilian funk. It is jazzy, rock with a samba beat. It was pretty amazing and the band, who had clearly been playing with each other for years were amazing. The venue kind of zinged us on the way out by charging an entrance fee. This is very common in brazil, telling you after the fact that you have to pay for something on the way out. 

Day 33, was spent sleeting off two hung overs in a row, skyping family and sleeping. I had lunch in a all you can eat BBQ place that you paid for by the weight. It was the last night in Brazil and I had some very mixed feelings about leaving. It has been very hard travelling alone in that country, language was the biggest problem. But it is a country of great beauty. 

Uragane is the next country, onworulds and upwards. Goodnight guys.