So, I try (Without the least hope to give you back the excitement that nature causes here, and that does not have words to describe it).
A challenging woke up at six and a half to avoid the risk of late: the start is at 8. Our van is a bit 'shabby, but the guide is really good and, despite more than 30 years make this work, much absorbed in his role. He began to explain things when we are still at Tucuman in the city and we all still her eyes full of sleep. The other single-serve
friends (come on, quote really easy to guess who the first to promise a gift!) Are all Argentines: an elderly couple and two forties of Buenos Aires, one of which is really nice.
Apart from the various news on the city and its economy, the first stop is at a Jesuit Reducción just outside of Tucuman, San José de Lules . Nothing fancy but the meeting with the guide / guard room was pretty sad, lived there all alone in a small house next to the church in the country, and although there have been two important figures in the history of Argentina, the chronic lack of funds will leave the site completely abandoned, were it not for the heroic lady.
Continuing, we enter into a regional park that can only be described as "lush". While going up to 2000 meters, we are still around and tropical forests are in fact, sub-tropical. This was particularly wild, with a dense vegetation that looked out into the narrow valley carved by the Rio de los Sosas . natural flora and fauna are different. And 'one of the first things I noticed, just arrived in Buenos Aires, in runs the city, that even the birds were other sounds of the city (rather strange).
climb in the middle of the forest, there is this gigantic monument to India, which initially was naked and was then covered with a kind of skirt. According to some because it shocked the ladies, while others were men to be jealous of the attributes dell'aborigeno. 
Then, one hairpin after another, the vegetation suddenly disappear and, like magic, you reach the plateau, where the landscape changes completely. Climate from pre-Puna, cactus (in fact, are not cactus, are Cardones ), and hundreds of animals roam freely in fields, but also on the roads: the inevitable cows, sheep, goats, beautiful horses, and occasional blade . ( the llama que llama continue to tell everyone, then they explained to me that is the claim of a advertising a telephone company).
Tiny villages (two) around an artificial lake. One is where are all "los jovines" on camp El Mollar , but not in season and is almost deserted, except for a reserve with the menhirs in incomprehensible. The other is 
Tafi del Valle, a holiday celebrating the country where the people of Tucuman take refuge in the valley when it gets too hot (the name comes from India Taktillacta meaning "entrada Esplendido," and the name says it all ). Here we are almost 2000 meters and in fact there is a suitable temperature. Visit another Jesuit settlement, one of the best preserved, and we eat a relaxing stroll.
The town is really small but there are tourists. Then we climbed over
a dirt road at times to step dell'Infernillo, just over 3000 meters.
There's a lot of people will move more in the horse, but many wander the steep streets on foot, even if it is to walk miles.
This is an area where the Indians, only they are able to adapt to the climate in winter (but only at night) is very hard.
climb to the pass, there are many abandoned houses, because it seems that once wanted to exploit the fertility of the land with farms, but then many have remained uninhabited. Also for this reason the animals are free to walk around in the grass fields (and sometimes go right into the country to rummage in the trash ...).
Shortly before the pass, one of many rural schools of this region are small structures, but with everything, there is usually a teacher and a director who teach in a multi-level method, or to children of different ages in the same class . Because it is so difficult for children to get to and from school, the children arrive on Monday and leave on Friday, eating and sleeping in the school.
In step ahead two blade (including a puppy!) And some Indians (living on subsistence agriculture and livestock but also craft turned to passing tourists). The close encounter with the blade (even if placed there for the tourists, but then we saw the wild) is exciting, especially when I heard the voice of my baby, really similar to that of a child who complains! Up there, above, there is an astronomical observatory, and I almost wished I would stop there to wait for the night: who knows what needs to be seen from above, where the skies are clear and constantly there are no lights of any kind ...
Beyond the pass is dell'Infernillo Calchaquies Valley, and again the landscape changes completely. More than anything, change colors and vegetation.
go down in countries that seem far from forgotten by God and instead occur in spite of everything alive as you walk inside. Everything is so different that it remains constantly open mouth in front of the window. After a lot 'journey of the legendary Route 40 (a separate post soon) we finally arrive at the ruins of Quilmes, one of the most important Indian settlements in Argentina.
The overall look is impressive, and even more if one considers the history of this people and this city in particular.
The Quilmes Indians, Indians Calchaquí part of the valley, occupied the city since at least the ninth century, and seventeenth, the city had reached 3000 inhabitants, due to its strategic location in the valley and its easy defensibility, perched as it is on the ridge of a mountain overlooking the valley. For this and for their courage and military capacity were those who resisted the English conquest of most, so that in order to avoid any future problem, after the conquest of the city's Quilmes Indians were deported en masse away from the valley. Two hundred families even ended up in Buenos Aires, an epic journey for the time, all conducted on foot. Settled (the ones who survived) in a neighborhood that later became the district capital of Quilmes.
From this January, a group of Indians originating from this area have virtually occupied the ruins, closing the small town of documentation and the absurd hotel with swimming pool they had built next door (fortunately without impacting too much on the landscape), taking them directly in managing the entry and guided tours of the ruins. This is because an ancient written agreement between Spain and Argentina provided that these lands were returned to their rightful owners. But of course if they have never done anything.
The tale of the guide explained to us a little 'how the walled city became very emotional when we told this story, given that the Argentinians were in the group ("we have achieved, we have evangelized, there you set English, what else? can not at least give us this land where no one lives? "). And I'm talking about a girl who went to university in Buenos Aires and then came back to claim the rights of his people. A
Quilmes I would have stayed there all day and the night (they are forced to patrol 24 hours at 24 so that they make clear), and rather unfortunately I only had time to climb up on the two forts in a panoramic position, with others who hated me because I was making them wait.
Unfortunately there are no means of transport from the ruins and the only way to stay longer and come with a car of their own.
And sooner or later I want to do, it must be spectacular to be here at dawn (but how cold he must do, though!) And sunset. Sure
surely there will be the most spectacular places in Peru, but for someone who has never seen Matchu Pitchu this place has a magical aura is not indifferent.
And then finally here in the Northwest feel the weight of history is older and more important than the past five centuries of the rest of Argentina.
Return with us all a little 'baked by the sun, altitude and by too much beauty, gave us a sunset over the valley of Tafi.
And I also had to contend, only blemish of the day, with the passion of Argentina for the jokes and puns: their inability to stay in the car without the music this time brought in the CD player a couple of shows different "Cuntatori" Argentines. The first had a very strong accent that I could hardly understand him, but the second it was clear I was not quite in the spirit of his sense of humor as my fellow travelers ... And Okay mica may be all perfect, right?
ps are still between Salta and Jujuy, I do not move here for the world after being on the Puna, which is like saying the world would be like if there was a man ... Unfortunately, perhaps there are problems with the flight, the division tomorrow for another 2 days with new travel companions Dutch, but this time in the car for good luck. Saturday I will have news, you cheer because I do stay!
pps: I do not say anything about the new government, are seen as good? But certainly Carfagna minister ... Even at the time "glory" of the dwarfs and dancers Craxi had dared so much ...
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