This is the second part of our off-the-track road trip in North West Argentina.
So after Cachi, we took a bus heading to Molinos. As usual, we had no idea of what we wanted to see/do/find there. We just knew that we had to find a way to go from there to Angastaco and that there were no buses. Not nervous for one bit, we jumped in the bus from Cachi to Molinos, hoping to spend the night there and see what we would do next.
Some people hate being stopped by things that weren’t planned. Some persons wouldn’t even get in a bus knowing that they have no means to do the 70km separating them from another place. But I love it. I just enjoy what I’m doing at that moment and think about problems when they come.
So, we got to Molinos and well, the nice surprise was that we had the whole day to find a way to keep going; the trick was that we had to be gone by the end of the day, because we could sleep nowhere. We got off the bus, saw the only thing to see: the nice little park and decided to find something to eat. Fortunately there was a “comedor” in the village, something totally unexpected considering the surroundings… and the things to do.
In the comedor we found a lady who offered us to wait with her for her ride, to see if her driving friend would take us to Angastaco. I think this was the most exciting part of the day. Not that we didn’t like Molinos, but there wasn’t much to do. In three hours of waiting we got to discover a nice little street leading nowhere:
And of course, the square:
Long story short (turns out that people can change their minds and leave you in a no man’s land), after hours of hitch-hiking in a desert road, someone finally took us to Angastaco. I know it sounds hard but people, you have to do this!
Those 70km were the most beautiful landscape we’d ever seen. Angastaco itself wasn’t very interesting but boy the road leading to it was amazing! And because we had waited so long, we saw the sunset over the mountains, the small lakes and the dunes. At that moment I thought this was all signs. Years after, when I think about that moment I just can’t think of something else than:”when you go after your Personal Legend with all your heart, the whole universe conspires to help you” . The colors of the landscape were extraordinary, a whole declination of reds and oranges; small villages, animals, vegetation (finally!) Unforgettable. It was as if all this adventure were leading to this route…