Jacqui says "Amazing is an understatement"

I’ve had so many new experiences, from meeting all the exchange students, to spending two weeks on a bus with them all, to preparing to say goodbye to everyone as they head back home at the end of their exchange.
 
The first time I met all the exchange students was at the orientation weekend in Capilla,  95 both inbounds and out bounds.  I knew I would become good friends with a lot of our group, the excitement for the north trip was contagious, and I found myself unable to wait for two weeks of crazy.
From Cordoba, we headed north to Iguassu Falls, then through Jujuy, Salta, Tucuman, San Juan and finally Mendoza before arriving back in Cordoba. Las Cataratas Del Iguazu turned out to be one of my favourite places, not only because it lived up to its title as one of the seven natural wonders of the world, but also because of the friends I made there, in fact, one of the things I will remember the most was the amazing friends I made while on the trip.
 
One of the other places I absolutely fell in love with was the tiny, incredibly remote town of Tilcara. While I wasn’t a huge fan of the way llama seemed to be in every single dish in one way or another, the simple amazing scenery made up for it ten times over.  If ever there was a place for a wild west movie to be filmed that wasn’t in the wild west, Tilcara would be the place, from the dirt roads and cobbled streets, to the rustic houses and cacti that were in every front yard, it was hard not to stop at every street corner and take photos of everything in sight.
 
When I got back the first question people asked me was my favourite place, but I found myself giving a different answer every time, as it was hard to pick a favourite when I had to choose between sleepy mountain towns, historic cities filled with amazing architecture, and of course snow in the Andes. In saying that, the standouts included the likes of the boys taking half naked photos 4170m at the top of a mountain in Jujuy, running across the Salinas Grandes, and driving through valleys that looked somewhat similar, to the surface of the moon, aptly called Valle de Luna. The other of course was a town deep in the Andes, Las Cuevas, with only a tunnel through the mountains separating us from Chile. The afternoon spent in the snow, while may have been much of the same for the likes of Simon from Switzerland, was the best hour for the likes of Caris and I, who, hailing from Australia and New Zealand were thrilled with the prospect of spending even ten minutes in icy heaven.
 
 
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