Salta, a place of wonder...

I wonder why people eat before everyone has food on their plate. (a HUGE pet peeve of mine)
I wonder why while one person is leading a prayer at the table, another is beside talking on a cell phone.
I wonder why women aged 70 and 80 have darker hair than their daughter´s graying locks.
I wonder why the streets are filled with people wearing sweaters and long pants in 100 degree temps.
I wonder why the local beer has an overabundance of head.
I wonder why in a pharmacy I have to ask the clerk to get my cool mint flavored listerine.
I wonder why listerine and other common items aren`t sold in a supermarket.
I wonder why little children are in the streets until 1 or 2 in the morning.
I wonder why breakfast is frowned upon and waking up at 2pm and eating an enormous lunch is standard.
I wonder why ice cream shops are on every corner.
I wonder why I can buy 2 big loaves of the freshest bread in the world for 20 cents, but contact solution is $20.
I wonder why almost everything is closed between 1230-5.... no, I don`t. It`s because of the humongous meal and wine during the lunch hour, then they nap.
Que buena vida!