Salta - Cordoba and Puerto Madryn
Greetings, folks and I am back online. It seems ages since I last updated this blog. It is not that I have forgotten it, but it has been a topsy-turvy week. I still have the memories of the Atacama desert fresh in my mind. They do not seem to go away. It seems to be there in my every dream (scary at times). The barreness, openess, the brightness, not a cloud in the sky and the cold breeze so often blowing across, gave you false belief of warmth in the desert. We departed San Pedro de Atacama on another cold morning and boarded the bus at 8.00am after a 15mins trek from the hostel. At this height everything required more energy. For this trip we picked our seats on the top deck, front seats on the bus. Since it was to be a 12 hour day trip, we decided to take in the views of the journey to Salta, and the mountain passes along the way. We did also have to deal with a border crossing too. Upon leaving San Pedro, the bus drove in an easterly direction along...
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