The night bus was the strangest yet. We arrived at the Argentina boarder at 3.30am and everyone seemed to appear from no where to open all the shops and people from immigration turned up. This part was quick and simple but we then had to sit on the bus untill 7.00am untill the boarder opened into Argentina. This was not fun as everyone was tired as it is a bit hard to sleep when you keep having to sort things out. Lots of people walking straight through the boarder or attempting to walk straight after a night at the clubs. Reminded us of our last night in Bolivia.
When the boarder opened we were subjected to our bags been throughly searched then we thought we were on our way to Salta. In fact we were stopped by immigration police four times for our bags to be searched again and the bus. Aaron had to at one point lift his shirt up and pull his trousers down and spin in a circle. A bit too suspicious I think!
After changing buses we eventually arrived into Salta. At present not sure what everyone keeps raving about Argentian buses for as they seem no different to Bolivia but we will hold judgement until we get a sleeper. In Salta we took someones advice and got a free transfer to a really nice family run hostel then headed out for food again. Due to hunger we didn´t make the wisest choice and paid over the odds for food in a Irish bar then spent the evening relaxing watching films.
On our first day in Salta we didn´t manage to get out of bed until 12.00 so we headed straight for Cerro San Bernardo. A hill with a statue on top and 1170 steps in order to reach it. On the way up and down we saw lots of out of breath people nearly having heart attacks to keep fit. At the top there was lots of waterfalls and really good panaromic views of the city. We sat there in the sun for a bit and took in the views. Afterwards we went to check out the markets as it is susposed to have cheap food but due to Siesta everything was closed so we got food from the supermarket and actually managed to cook for ourselves.
Next day we sat around the park, Aaron took lots of photos of churches which were all closed. We went out of our way to see the wooden door to the convent that the Lonely Planet had promised was remarkable. I don´t think they were looking at the same door as us! Sometimes I think they have never actually visited the places they talk about. After siesta we awent to the museum of contempory art. The place was overrun with 5year olds on a school trip. Not sure it was wholly suitable as there was some very bizzare adult pictures of gender bending. Hopefully they were kept away from those and spent there time looking at the nice photos from around the world.
Next stop Cafayate for some cycling and culture.