This is a very pleasant city after the altitude of Chile and Bolivia but it's all starting to go in one ear and out the other. All the cities start to look the same after 8 months and the motivation is waning. I have a BIGGIE in front of me with the Iguazu Falls and I've decided that I'll have a great finish (for the time being!) if I do the Falls then finish in Buenos Aires.
Salta is only at 2400 metres, so it was warmer and plenty of oxygen is nice, after all the stuff at high altitude in the previous 2 months. The centre was your usual nice square with lots of outdoor dining. A good cathedral and some museums and galleries really did deserve a better effort by me. As it was, I did manage to rouse myself to go up on the gondola ride to the mirador which had a great view over the city and enjoyed the contemporary art gallery.
The point where I definitely decided to go home came when I was watching the live coverage of the last State of Origin football match on my laptop in a sad little hotel room by myself. Hearing all those Aussie voices made me think that I'd just like to be back with "my tribe" again. So I rang home on Skype and went out and bought a ticket from Buenos Aires to Sydney. I had to get a bus for 24 hours to get from Salta to Iguazu but that didn't faze me after getting that ticket to home.
