Twenty hours north on a bus took us to Salta. Here we booked into a hostel that was having a BBQ night. As the third massive piece of tender tasty steak was slapped onto my plate I had to admit defeat. I have to mention that Zo, not a big meat eater, was all the while tucking in next to me. Again the wine flowed as we chatted with about 6 different nationalities. As the night went on I learnt that our host and Braai master was from Tucuman and a big rugby fan. With no common language we managed a long converstion about the battle of Tucuman ( One of the biggest 30 man fights ever seen on a rugby field between Tucuman and a dirt tracker Springbok side) Everytime I saw him from then on we would both smile shake our heads slap each other on the back and repeat "the battle of Tucuman."
The next day we strolled around town nursing a gentle hang over. On Sunday we took a trip into the mountains north of Salta. Just the two of us, a very knowledgeable guide, a French girl and a local Argentinian lady. We followed the route of the Tren en le Nubes (Train on the clouds) the heighest trains in the world. The day was spent surrounded by dramatic mountain scenery and large salt flats.
We reached Buenos Aires after 18 hours on a bus, of the 12 people on the bus 6 were South African. Another big South American city with a very European feel. We visited Evitas grave, passing it a couple of times before realising that we had found it. We walked the la Boca district with its colourful tin houses, and the La Boca Juniors football ground made famous by Maradona. One of our highlights of BA was the dog walkers we spent hours sitting in a park while hundreds of beautiful dogs ran around us.
Another massive bus trip took us to Iguazu falls. I cant even begin to describe how awesome Iguazu falls are, photos dont do them justice, the tiny bit you see at the start of The Mission is only a taster. We spent Three days there, the first day it rained as only it can in a rain forest. It was standing next to one of the largest falls soaked through that we learnt that little Teagan had arrived safely into the world. That night we celebrated in true Peake fashion, taking a poor English couple down with us. This resulted in the following day being a day of rest. Racharged we returned to the falls to watch Tucan fly around us with the falls as a backdrop.
A great way to finish the Argentinian leg of our trip. Ahead of us, Brazil!!