As an Englishman I felt compelled to join the dog in the street in the midday sun to take this picture of one of the roads in the village of Purmamarca. Stepping out of the shade of my cafe umbrella into the 40°C heat I instantly regretted it, but the dog lent the shot a perfect composition so I had to do it.
The mud road is typical of all of the towns and villages in the North of Argentina. Occasionally one or two of the most main roads will be tarmac but hardly ever. After a terrible storm a couple of days earlier the residents of the town had been busy digging out the new road again after it had completely filled up to the level of the pavements with red mud, washed down from the colourful hill in the background of the picture. The storm, common at this time of the year but unusually severe, also washed away one half of the main road (also a major route to Chile) and three of the four campsites in the village causing huge disruption and loss of property.
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