This morning began with a pancake sandwich. Yeah, sandwich. It was holy cow good (well perhaps to all except our friend Janelle). Essentially a banana, rolled in a pancake, and smothered in maple syrup—you know, the heart-smart good-eaten kind of food! We left Santa Maria on foot and headed for Santa Theresa. We were lucky with beautiful weather and some amazing scenery as we made our way across the pass on a path that would definitely make (and did make) those with a fear of heights have some real troubles.
We We did learn that our guides didn´t have a first aid kit (as we were told that they would). Luckily, we didn´t need one…and if we had…luckily I didn´t fully trust that there would be…one of the girls in our group, however, busted her knees pretty good when she fell moving over a rock slide area…she had a rough time…and I was sorry I hadn´t packed a bigger bag of medical supplies…The hike was absolutely beautiful. There isn´t much to say beyond that. I suppose it is worth mentioning our encounter with a kid with a pet monkey and another with a pet rat-ish looking animal. Our hike ended at some thermal springs. We were meant to hike the rest of the way to Santa Theresa, but the rest of our group wanted to spend more time at the springs and take a bus into town. Perhaps our only mention that there were several Argentinians who seemed to be in a bit of post-school party mode (complete with pre-lunch cervezas on the trail) and not as much into the hike itself…if they spoke English well, you might have thought they were the sterotypical American (not that we necessarily agree with the sterotype…but it is sometimes true…)