We arrived in Salta, the largest city in Northern Argentina just as it was getting dark, but found our hotel quite easily thanks to Anni's excellent map reading. A change in the weather had been threatening and announced itself with a thunderstorm and torrential rain. This was only the second time in 5 weeks that we had seen any significant rain. We had been extremely lucky. After a glass of wine in the hotel we went for dinner, after which, as the rain had eased, we walked down to the main square. The cathedral and the other principal buildings around the square were all beautifully illuminated, and this provided some good photo opportunities. For a few minutes we watched young couples dancing the tango on the bandstand. At midnight the city was beginning to come to life, but we were ready for bed!
Next morning, Sunday, we walked around the town. As it was Palm Sunday it seemed every street corner was full of vendors from the outlying villages, weaving fronds of palm leaves and selling them to churchgoers along with sprigs of rosemary and lavender. We took the gondola to the top of the hill for a panoramic view of the city and tried to work out in which direction lay the airport. We needn't have worried. The hotel gave us a map and clear directions and we drove there in good time for our flight and overnight stop in Buenos Aires before our return home to England.
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