June in Argentina


Our only picture of Salta, somewhere on the outskirts and nothing really to do with this lovely city. But here it is anyway, Mr Pancho!

Since Brett heard about the Argentinean grilled meat culture, he was determined not to miss out.   So shortly after we entered Chile, we made a scenic detour into Argentina for about 2000km before entering back. Our first stop was the city of Salta with a population of about 500,000. We were hungry and dehydrated but luckily for us wine was going for 5 dollars at a nearby restaurant. Argentina it appeared would be a great place.

Salta had a lot of character, but we had a bit of a tough time figuring out how things worked, it appeared places either opened in the afternoon or had a 4 hour lunch break mid day. Anyway, everything appeared to be closed at all times. In the meantime as we wandered around various parts of Salta we were having trouble crossing streets, being either too early or too late, than having to run back. We figured the street dogs clearly knew what they were doing, so we followed them.

DSC07486Eventually we had to leave this lovely city. It was time to check out the Argentinean camping culture, where the main event was meat grilling. We headed to the campground where I would break my vegetarianism by eating Bosnian pljeskavice, made by a Canadian dude in Argentina. Technically, I guess I had already broken the vegetarian diet, as at times we ate chicken. However, in this part of the world chicken is practically a vegetable, so I am not sure if that counts.

Much of our driving was spent on Routa 40, which for the most part is a vastness of uninhabited space.


The final destination in Argentina was to take us over a pass back into Chile. This was not happening though, due to the pass being closed for winter.  So, we drove another 400km to the main pass from Argentina to Chile.

Approaching Uspallata

This too was closed due to a persistent snow storm. Along endless rows of truck drivers and a few less cars we waited for it to open. Every day, we tediously showed up at the post only to learn the snow did not stop and it would be at least another day.

It’s risky business stepping out of the van in the mornings if you plan on keeping your cozy spot in the bed.
30 cm of snow later, the scenery took on a different feel



Morning coffee in the making

Once a week went by and the prognosis turned from days to a week, we sought another way to get to Chile.   So south we went, another 600 km to the next border crossing. Frozen to the bone, with wet shoes, a now broken heater and an expired dog permit we hoped they would let us through. And through we went. Once again, happy to be in Chile where the grass is truly greener. (At this time, the main border pass to Chile from Argentina still remains closed with bleak chance of opening any time soon).




  • Mom

    June 12, 2016 at 10:57 am

    And you thought you were going to have a year without snow!!! Did you make it to an Asado? We looked into enjoying this experience but the meal didn’t start until 11 pm which was way too late for these hikers.

    • Una

      June 12, 2016 at 12:20 pm

      Yes, everything seems to open very late. When we were waiting in Uspallata we discovered a nice little place that does Asado, we ended up coming back to it two times. We knew their portions were massive, so took a meal for one person to split and both times had leftovers. Ella was happy about that.