Arrived in a hot dusty cactus town only two hours from Jujuy but a different world. After a few false starts and a couple of hours find a nice byt expensive hotel. Cook dinner and eat in lounge looking out over big red mountains.
Meet Henry our South African mate from Uspallatta and share beer and wine in his hostel garden. After we went to bed he had dinner and found a party bar until 8am the next morning. When Henry went to bed we went to see the local ruins an old town on a hilltop. Red hot as walked around but great views.
Bus to Humhuaca next town in old colonial style. Hostel run by Carlos very pleasant. He was born there and it was his grandparents family home. Youngmi asked about the old spanish treasure chest in our room.
Nice old town but all restaurants were quiet when we looked for dinner. Bad restaurant choice. No water with our bottle of wine, Youngmi had a dried up little steak-a disgrace to Argentina, my llama hamburger had no bun I had to pay extra for that and the best when I asked if the music could be turned down-we were the only customers - I was referred to the back page of the menu which said the volume could not be adjusted.
Next morning 8.30am to La Quica and the Bolivian border.
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