I am now travelling wih Niki, the half English, half Indian guy who I keep bumping into along the journey. We arrived in Jujuy early doors and walked to the HI hostel. We spent the first full day at a place called Termas de Reyes which, according to the Lonely Planet, was supposed to be an 'unmissable experience'. It was supposed to be a hot spring but it turned out to be a couple of sh*t outdoor swimming pools. One was in someone's back garden and the other was attached to a nice hotel which was closed to the public due to there being a Peugeot conference (F*cking French people hijacking my plans!) On day two we got a local bus to a place called Yala. A small 'town' where we were to stumble across a hosteria/ranch where we would arrange horse riding for the following day before sitting and drinking wine in the peaceful back yard. Before we found this place we were contemplating pulling the plug on Jujuy and heading back to Cordoba or over to Chile. However, we arranged horse riding and decided to remain in Jujuy for a few more days. On the third day we went back to Yala and embarked on a day of horse riding with a Gaucho called Victor. My first horse riding experience and not the last - its not just for girls - real men ride horses too! Before we left, my horse, tied to a road sign, went mental and almost pulled the sign out of the grass! I was sh*tting myself! After a couple of attempts, I got my leg over and rode off. After a couple of minutes my horse decided to wonder off into someone's back garden and start eating from trees?!?!?! Victor told me that 'mas fuerza' was required. Apparently you can't hurt a horse easily! I found that a horse is easy to drive - you just force it to do what you want! Kicking it makes it go faster! We rode for two hours before reaching a couple of lagoons. Then back to base camp for more wine and dinner. I almost came off the horse on a couple of occasions but nothing too serious! We spent our last two days in Jujuy in a remote jungle/mountain village called San Francisco.