Finallly. After months, I finally made it.
Salta Travel Blog› entry 16 of 17 › view all entries
I got into Argentina very late two nights ago. Thought I was going to pass through Villazon in Bolivia and stay there for a day or so, but while at the terminal, I was told that another border crossing was quicker and closer. I got the bus to Bormejo, which was about 4 hours from Tarija. Well, it was and it wasn´t. Although it was less complicated in some ways, it was more complicated in others. In the road about 1/2 hour away from town, there was a stop and I was really confused that I was supposed to get my exit stamp there. Immigration guy got on the bus and started checking everyones papers. He told me that I had to get stamped out there. I ran out and was the only one needing a stamp. The bus was starting to leave without me and my pack was still on the bus. The dude was so slow.
I finally got it done, hopped in taxi, with just enough coins for the taxi and the boat to the other side of the border. The boat was dangerously overloaded with people. Thank god it wasn´t that far to cross as the water was at the lip of the boat. On the other side everyone was pulling their bags along a half dried up river bank to the immigration point.
I was the only one who got my bags searched again. Not exactly sure what that´s all about. I made it through with no problems and was both exhausted and relieved beyond belief to finally have made it over the border.
I hopped the next bus leaving for Salta. It finally rolled into town around midnight. It was cold and all I could think of doing was finding a warm place to sleep. Got a hostal near the center. They had heaters. I couldn´t believe it. The first heaters I´ve seen in eight months. The room was so warm. I was loving it.
So far, I´m in love with Argentina. I knew I would like it, just had no idea how much. The next day was so strange and awesome. I met this girl from Spain at the hostal and we went to the teleferrico or cable up to the lookout over the city.
She was supposed to meet this guy she had met elsewhere. I hung with her and met up with these friends who turned out to be cowboys!!!! Yes.... We lounged around on the grass in the park and talked. They took us for a short ride through the park on their horses. Later that night we all went out and picked up another guy from the hostal and went to what is called a Pena. It is a folklore music night sometimes including traditional dances. It was a great time and great first day in Argentina. Couldn´t get better than that.
I decided to leave for Cafayate, wine country and more rural setting.
Not exactly sure how much longer I´m going to keep up with this blog as I´ll be stopping on the traveling thing for a bit. It depends, we´ll see. I really need and a want a job. I´m excited to see how far I can push to get involved in the urban ag thing in Rosario and just how hard-easy it will be to land a job.
I´m here and finally feel I can relax a little. I´ll visit my friend in Cordoba for a bit before heading to Rosario where traveling will stop for a bit.