Sunday, 24th January, Cordoba: unexpected benefactor
Ale’ left us. We knew the moment would come, but it was deeply sad as we watched his little motorized 250cc hairdryer whizz off down the sunny Cordoban streets.
We had arranged to have lunch with Mike, the Englishman we had met at the Argentinian border. He was staying at a lovely looking 4* hotel called The Windsor in the centre of town. When we arrived, he insisted on treating us to a room for the night. What utter utter bliss: a bed wider than 3 pillows’ worth and so enormous that Mike and I swam in it.
The four of us, with Mike’s girlfriend Lidy, headed to the home of the best asado in town and settled in for the afternoon. We then stumbled back, watched a film, and slept like logs in an ocean of bed. Bliss. Thank you Mike.
Mike and Liddy, driving into salta
