Argentina's north west ... El Noroeste ... is a landscape of infinite beauty, wonder and variety. Deserts with flocks of llama, vicuña and guanaco, blindingly white salt flats, cerro los siete colores, sugar plantations, tobacco fields, montaña's that go on forever.
This region is the birthplace of Argentina - the Spanish colonised and thrived here while Buenos Aires was a struggling trading post on the Atlantic Coast.
From Salta we went to Cafayate ... where I bought four bottles of good wine ... when I say good they had better be because they added a significant weight to my luggage and I lugged them around the whole week. Cafayate has the perfect combination of temperature and humidity that provides the ideal environment for the growth of sweet and deep flavour of the grape. The streets, its houses and mainly its people was a pleasant experience - we were lucky enough to encounter a foclori (spelling?) fiesta when we arrived. It was a real treat. The drive to Cafayate from Salta was a feast of paisaje increible - we passed through the Quebrada de Cafayate where we were treated to a visual symphony of rock formations, Cactus spiking the scenery, La Garganta de Diablo (The Devils Throat), El Anfiteatro - a natural amphitheatre where one lady from our tour started to sing - beautiful! There were musicians and all sorts of artesans - of course...you know me...yo compre mas earings y jewellery.
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