After weeks of sand, dust and desert, Argentina appeared like a green paradise. And the cows, tasty, tasty cows. (thanks Tash! pearler) We decided to spend Xmas in Salta, in the north. We stayed in a lovely, homely, laid back hostel. On Xmas eve our hostel hosted an all you can eat ´asado´(bbq). In true argentinian styles, we sat down to eat at 11pm. This was our first experience of argentina cow - and it was sensational!! Loaded up with beef and red wine we headed to the roof top balcony for the craziest neighbourhood homemade firework show. Who needs choregraphy when every dog and kid can set off there own at random (some would say dangerous/humourous) angles?
Xmas day, while everyone else in the hostel seemed to amble home drunk from a night of partying. We started the day in true style - champagne, orange juice, strawberries and crossiants. Had a lovely lazy, glutinous day, including a big lunch on the main plaza and Tash decided it would be a good idea to climb the nearest hill overlooking town. Unfortunately the looming storm clouds opened 3/4 up the hill...
We did our best, honestly we did. But the pudding replacement came a distant 3rd to what our stomachs were craving (please keep some in the fridge!)
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