1 week ago we were in Patagonia, Puerto Natales, Chile to be exact, completing our Torres del Paine trek. Today I sit in the lobby of our hotel in the city of Salta, Argentina. The total distance between the two cities can be compared to the distance between Dallas Texas and Anchorage Alaska. Originally the plan was to stick to the road and travel by bus, however, because of the distance we decided to fly back to Buenos Aires and then take the 20 hour bus ride northwest to Salta. Best decision of the trip. It would have taken us close to 5 days and at least 5 bus changes to make the trip. Luckily we found a last minute deal and we only had to shell out $120 US for the trip. We think the bus would have cost more.
We have spent the last week here in Salta and the surrounding area. We couldn’t have chosen a better place to spend Holy Week. The churches are packed every night for mass and the festivities are incomparable to the United States. I would guess that Holy Week is the most important week of the year in South America, with Carnival being close in the running. You can find Mass being held almost every hour of every day. It’s been difficult finding a hotel room and for the first time we have had to book in advance. Something that isn’t normal here in Argentina, at least for us. The first place we stayed was a small bed and breakfast that Erin and I both agree is in the running for our favorite place in Argentina. Right now we are trying to find a way to stay in Salta a few more nights so that we can stay there again. The owner is the kindest lady we have ever met. She goes beyond the call of duty helping us find alternative housing since she was totally booked this weekend. One night she even sat down with us for over an hour discussing some of the best places to visit in the area, and her breakfasts are incredible. For the first time we ate something different than bread!
The last 4 days we have been touring the area by car. They have been long days but worth it. The landscape seems to change around every bend of the road. From thick green forests to deserts with red mountains and amazing rock formations. Neither words nor pictures can describe the scenery. We have visited amazing pueblos (small towns built right into the hillside out of natural clay), seen ancient ruins, walked on salt flats, eaten amazing food, and sampled wine from a region where the grapes grow straight out of the dessert sand. We couldn’t have guessed this was all here, especially since Salta was a place we had previously thought worthy of skipping. I would definitely put this area in the highlights of our entire trip.
Today is Easter. We are missing our family and surely the best Easter egg hunt of our lives (so Kaylynn says), but we are enjoying being in a city where Easter isn’t just a passing day. This morning we woke early to watch the sunrise from the top of a hill in the city. It was a grueling climb up the biggest staircase I have ever seen (1070 steps). We followed a path that included the Stations of The Cross and the most incredible views of the city. It was dark most of the way, but we made it just in time to see the sun come up through the fog. Truly a beautiful sight. We are headed off to mass in a few minutes, thinking about spending the next 2 weeks in the area before Erin’s brother arrives and we head back to the big city. We wish everyone back home a Happy Easter and look forward to sharing all of our pictures and memories on our return.