Eventually we got out of Buenos Aires, spent just enough time in Salta to eat a few empanadas and pick up a car, and happily left the city behind. All respect to Type E for navigating not only the mean streets of Salta (no lights, no stop signs—just hold your breath and go) but the rambling road to Cachi.
The first of many road animals.
Pigs
The road didn’t stay paved for long, and the car held up pretty well, all things considered. Luckily it was dry season.
Ruta 33: Salta to Cachi
In case it’s not obvious, this is a bad place to pass.
Do Not Pass!
According to Google maps, it takes 3 1/2 hours to drive from Salta to Cachi. Do not believe that lie.
Ruta 33, Argentina
Closer to Cachi, the road is paved again, which doesn’t mean there aren’t any impediments. Cute impediments.
Sheep outside Cachi
After a beautiful and somewhat terrifying afternoon on the road, we got to Cachi in time to begin our initiation into that most lovely of Salta products — Torrentés.
Cachi Plaza
P.S. Should you ever find yourself traveling through Cachi, do yourself a favor and stay at El Cortijo. Have dinner there too.
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