When you're sliding into first and feel something burst...

After 31 hours in buses and sketchy bus terminals we arrived in Salta. We managed to just show up at our top pick B&B and even though we looked like trash bags the kind couple let us stay. In fact, we got a sweet room with a killer balcony/view. In any case after we both took LONG showers, I was feeling human and ready to hit the city. Gabs on the other hand had crawled into bed and was complaining of stomach issues (to put it politely). Having tried to uphold a more veggie diet last time I was in Latin America (this time: bring on the meat!) I had an idea the trouble she was in and for about the 12th time I asked Gabs to buy some immodium. I then set out to exlpore.

After I had a wonderful late morning/early afternoon (more on this later) in Saltac Gabby met me at Plaza 9 de Julio. After eating failed to help her stomach she conceded and we went to a pharmacy. In one of the photos below are two boxes of "medicine" on the left is what I and the pharmacist convinced her to buy; on the right is what Gabby thought would help treat her problems. Later I saw a "drugstore" that was just candy, my phone didn't capture it all, but below you get the idea. It seems *this* was Gabby's kind of pharmacy. For good measure, I've also included a photo of Gabs waiting to talk to the pharmacist with my phrasebook in order to ensure that she conveyed the finer details of her ailement.