In South America, something which I find interesting, is that the locals absolutely love tourists and foreigners – especially the English – and those who can speak even a word of English, pride themselves on this fact and try and speak it at every opportunity. It also means that as we’re walking down the street, especially now that there’s 4 of us (and three of us are blonde), and we’re dressed very differently to the locals, we stick out and immediately everyone knows we’re English. I still don’t know exactly how we scream English when we could be Swedish or German or anything but, without exception, they all shout (in English) something like “hello English girlies” or “hello how are you” or even sometimes “I love you English girlies”. At the beginning when we first arrived in South America I actually found it quite creepy and tried my best to ignore them but now we’ve learnt that they are actually just trying to be friendly and attempting to speak the best English they can, so we smile and reply in our best English so they can learn!
After having lunch with the slowest service I’ve every experienced, it actually took two hours for our food to come then another half an hour for the bill, we went for a wonder around the city centre. We saw lots of locals and school children all with ice cream and so we followed the ice cream crowd trail to a gelato cafe and had some for ourselves.
Juliet and I dropped all of our washing, that we’ve accumulated while being in South America, at a laundrette this morning and after picking it up this evening, we now have freshly washed and very clean smelling clothes to travel onwards with (all for the grand price of £2).
Our bus tonight is at 8.30pm and is NINETEEN hours, yes nineteen, and so (hopefully) we’ll arrive tomorrow in Salta, very northern Argentina, at around 3pm tomorrow afternoon. It’ll be worth it though, as Salta is famous for its beautiful landscapes and hills, which of course Juliet and I will be exploring.