Salta, Argentina

Today is my last in Argentina and I wake keen to have a good day. The city is a little grey and rain clouds are gathering. Looking through things to do, I can visit the Town hall museum for free so I make my way to the central plaza after my sweet breakfast. The town hall is a pretty impressive building with two cobbled inner courtyards. There is a massive flowering climbing plant in the courtyard with leaves like jasmine but orange long flowers (should have asked what it was!). The exhibition of inca pots was moderately interesting but the rest was a bit dull and totally in Spanish. I felt like it killed time so headed to the art museum for a bit of contemporary art. This was very small and textile based, some of the copper work was nice but otherwise not exciting. I felt like my day wasn’t very inspiring and with the grey weather elected to spend the afternoon chilling at the hostel. For my last supper, it had to be steak and Malbec. I decided to try Viejo Jacks that the tour guide recommended yesterday as it wasn’t far and they do a good steak. It was a very quiet restaurant with one other couple in it, I nearly turned round but thought I should give it a try. As I was seated the waiter asked me where I was from, and when I replied Southampton the couple smiled and said they too were from Southampton. Such a small world, and I asked if I could join them! They didn’t seem to mind and we had a good chat about home & travels over a decent steak. Nicky and Liam are following a similar route to me so I hope to see them again. Day turned out good in the end…. Don’t cry for me Argentina!