Party on with the aussies and a dutchman
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So after leaving our home in the jungle with 3 aussie birds and a Dutchman, we all seemed to be heading the same direction, through road blocks, dodgy border crossings and a night in a town with no name, we ended up in Salta together. We spent 3 nights in Salta basically with the mission to drink our body weight and eat a lot of steak (well not me but everyone else seemed to enjoy it).
We found a great little restaurant that served up said steak and yummy chips and also had on offer a litre of wine for 7 pesos, thats just over a pound for a litre of wine people. As you can imagine, we proceeded to have a bit of a wild night out on the tiles on Saturday night, starting with a meal and lots of wine before heading home for a change of clothes.
On Monday night, our last night together as a 6, we went out for another fab meal and more wine by the litre before heading back to the hostel at around 1am.
Needless to say, our last day in Salta with our pals headed off to Iguazu was very quiet and strange. We had spent every day of the last month with them, mostly in the park and it was sad to lose our `family`. We had the whole day to waste until our 11pm overnighter bus to Mendoza and it was a struggle to stay awake all day after a few hours kip!