A Hoss is a hoss of coss of coss...

Cactuses... or cactii?
Naughty hoss. No, it was the guide showing off. Note cute hoss in the background.
Me on my hoss.

Yes, I went horse riding in Tupiza, Butch Cassidy and Sundance kid territory. It was ok. We went for five hours, and five days later I still hurt. The horses were not in too bad condition really, I was worried they would be half starved pitiful creatures. My horse wouldn´t eat the two apples I bought for him, so he can´t have been that hungry. He did stop to chew on thorn bushes though.

Then we moved south, crossed the border into Argentina relatively painlessly, and spent a couple of pleasant days in Salta, Argentina.

I was worried that Argentina would be expensive, but its not, we are eating alot of steaks, drinking red wine, and generally living it up. Brilliant.

We are off this affternoon to Mendoza, the heart of Argentina´s wine country. It´s 18 hours on the bus, and it leaves in an hour or two so I better get going!