Hordes of tourists was hanging around the town square (i.e. Cabildo and Monumento a la Independencia), buying postcards and taking photographs while trying out Quechua suits. Humahuaca is simple to navigate as it consists only of 5 (or 6) blocks of cobblestoned streets designed in the typical rectangular grid format. Similarly to Jujuy, it has a river (Rio Grande) running through the settlement, separating the main town and the hills over-looking it. The main town is in between RN9 and the river.

I decided to venture across Rio Grande and explore the barren hillsides. What seems to be a leisure 10-min stroll (to reach the point where a good view of the valley could be observed) became a 1-hour walk. Not sure if it was due to winter; but the dry and arid conditions made the environment pretty harsh even during the day where the sun hits hard on earth. The winds were pretty strong as well; I could practically hear the wind as it tries to whisk me away into the Andean wilderness.

Stood on the hill for around an hour taking photographs of Quebrada de Humahuaca. Life in this part of Argentina seems so different as compared to the bright lights of Buenos Aires. While busy executives munched their sandwiches in the capital during short lunch breaks, the Quechua peasants scratch a living from irrigated agriculture and scrawny livestock. I suppose life could be simple if one is willing; though it is always not easy to give up all those so-called "luxuries" that modern life had created in the name of advancement and progress.