Salta La Linda...
The teleferica going to the top of the hill.
March 14, 2006

Locals around here don’t just say ‘Salta’…they say ‘Salta La Linda’. Defined, this means ‘Salta the Beautiful’. And I couldn’t imagine
a more fitting saying…

There are some cities that I instantly take a liking to. No doubt that Salta is one of those cities. The beauty of the Spanish Colonial
architectural surpasses just about everything else I have seen in South America thus far. It instantly reminded me of being in a city
like Santa Barbara in California. Yet the squares (i.e. ‘plazas’) lined with cafes and grandiose churches reminded me of something I
would find in Europe.

I spent most of my time wandering up and down the narrow streets. At every corner I had to pause simply to take in how beautiful
everything was. I continued to be more and more amazed by the center of this city.

At siesta time, when everything pretty much comes to a halt, I thought that would be a good time to take the teleferica up to catch
of view of the entire city. While it was eye-catching, it didn’t compare at all to seeing the buildings and streets face-to-face.

Once the sun disappears, the churches take on a whole different gorgeousness. The high-wattage lights shining on the brilliantly
painted facades stopped me dead in my tracks. All I could do was stand there in amazement. And then when I was a bit less
amazed, I snapped a few photos.

And why have the night end there? I spent a good couple hours sitting at a café in the square admiring everything – from the
buildings to the people to the square – for one last time.

It is very unfortunate that I didn’t get to spend nearly enough time here. If I didn’t hop on the bus to San Pedro tomorrow, I would
have had to wait another three days – and I just don’t have the kind of time right now. But at least I had the opportunity to get a
taste of it. I would love to come here again on a future visit to Argentina.
Back to Argentina.
One of the churches at night.
At the main plaza in Salta.