Friday, April 23, 2010

City that never sleeps, 2nd runner up: BA

I found a new love, Buenos Aires. A happenin’ city with a plethora of things to keep you yearning for more. I left satisfied but could’ve spent at least another week there. Now I know why the two British girls we met in the beginning of our trip got “stuck” in BA…you literally cannot leave. And it’s not solely because you fell in love with the historical sights, bumpin plazas, vast array of eateries and cuisine, hottest fashion and inexpensive shopping, cheap cab fare, beautiful Argentineans, trendy bars/clubs, quaint outdoor cafes, obsessed fans at futbol games or intimate tango in the streets, it’s simply because the earliest you'll start your evening is 10:30 pm with dinner and drinks followed by a bar or club till the wee hours of the morning. The kicker? The 10 am checkout. You just can’t make it. So they’ve got you by the, ah hem, balls.

To start our journey we were welcomed by Cata’s family to stay at her mom’s apartment in Santiago for a night with her brother, Raul and sister, Nacha. We visited a city park, San Cristobal, where the locals ride bikes and perhaps attend an outdoor Sunday mass. You can see the whole city from the top and a city with 5.2 million people is impressive at dusk. Afterwards we met Franco for Pad Thai in a trendy neighborhood called Providencia. A nice prelude to our well needed cityscape themed weekend.

On Wednesday our flight was delayed but we could care less as the excitement of the trip voided any negative feelings we might have otherwise incurred. We arrived at Hostel Estoril in the city’s center about 10 pm and checked into our double, private room with a shared bathroom (roughly $40US/night). The staff was great, giving us tips and making sure no stragglers entered the hostel from the street. The room was clean and the AC worked which is more than most hostels can live up to. The most attractive part of the hostel for this semi-young duo, was the 24/7 rooftop bar that captivated the young and the restless. We ventured out to barrio San Telmo, an artsy part of town where we hear the tango manifests in the streets. It was rainy and late so we ducked into the Resto Bar where we grabbed a bite and listened to a live salsa/jazz band which gratified our needs for the evening.

Thursday morning we ventured into an upscale neighborhood called Recoleta. We grabbed a dark roast coffee at La Biela, a café in a prime locale where the outdoor terrace sits beneath an enormous 19th-century gum tree opposite the church of Nuestra Señora del Pinar and the adjoining Recoleta Cemetery. The cemetery includes graves of some of the most influential and important Argentinians. Internationally, Eva Perón (Evita) is the best-known person buried in this cemetery. The cemetery contains many elaborate marble mausoleums, decorated with statues, in a wide variety of architectural styles and it was haunting to see empty slots awaiting the next family member. Recoleta was recommended to us by several folks who had the opportunity to spend time in BA. It consisted of posh stores, i.e. Cartier and Louis Vuitton and beautiful French-style villas and apartments. A really nice neighborhood for window shopping and people watching.

Next we took a quick walk through Puerto Madero, maybe we missed something but we strolled up and down a strip of touristy, overpriced restaurants which lined a rather brown river, some large corporate office buildings and brand name hotels. We skipped dining in this area and headed back toward our hostel grabbing a bite at the worst food choice of the weekend, La Piacere, where the menu and service were subpar. We made it back to our room and decided to head upstairs to the outdoor patio for a prenap beer (naps are essential to surviving BA). We were lucky enough to catch a massive protest happening on the Avenida de Mayo, a main street located below our hostel. We are still unsure why the protest occurred since we had heard several explanations but the excitement was alluring for the moment.

After our nap we craved sushi. We found a place in barrio Las Canitas, called Moshi Moshi. Our guide book gave it great reviews but we are sushi snobs and found it slightly underwhelming but the sake cocktails made up for the absence of Maguro. Next we headed to the modish square of bars in Las Canitas for a cocktail prior to hitting the club scene. We landed at La Iguana bar where we met a friendly bartender named Sol, who gave us some nightlife advice and even managed to make a proper dirty martini (although the olives had pits but we cant win em' all). So finally 1:00 am rolls around and we head to Club 69 (a.k.a Club Niceto). We hear the parties don’t start till 3 am but there was a line forming when we arrived so we felt better about our “early” appearance. We heard this place was a transvestite night on Thursdays with a drag show and we were more than pleased with the entertainment. Our pictures will tell you the rest. 5 a.m. showed up in a flash and besides the five dudes accosting me (which we hear is typical), overall we had ourselves a fabulous evening.

As you might imagine, Friday’s 10 am checkout came hastily. We dragged ourselves out of bed and crawled over to Café Tortoni, a famous French café (they opened the Avenida de Mayo location in 1880) for coffee and toast. Needing more substantial hangover food we stopped at La Continental for ridiculously great pizza and a spinach empanada.

Our next accommodation was located in the chic neighborhood of Palermo Soho. We found this boutique hotel, 5411 Soho, on line and it was decently priced for its prime location and mid-sized room with a garden patio. We unfortunately couldn’t check in till 2 pm so we left our bags and headed out for a stroll. We immediately fell in love with the area. Tons of cafes, bars, designer shops, street bizarres, restaurants and people watching. We seeked out Sarkis for our prenap meal. An authentic middle-eastern restaurant where we had a scrumptiously satisfying falafel, hummus, warm pita and lamb at an excellent value. Afterwards we crashed for three hours and headed out for our favorite meal of the weekend, La Cabrera (yes, we ate a lot of food on this trip but coming from a small town in Patagonia we really had no choice in the matter). If you get the chance to visit BA, go here. We arrived about 10:10 pm and we’re seated at 11:30. We were prepared as we read about the queue and to ease the pain they hand out champagne and samples of meat while you wait. We split a Caprese salad, bottle of Malbec, beef de Chorizo and polished it off with chocolate truffle ice cream. Yum is an understatement. After a day of shopping and eating we called it a night.



Sadly our last day sneaked up on us and although we had shopped some on the previous days, I procrastinated buying anything until I was sure I nailed my purchases. So Saturday was spent haggling in the streets and buying gifts for our loved ones. We had a must-do recommendation from Franco to have lunch at a hole-in-the-wall Italian restaurant called Guido’s bar. It was truly a dive but the food was out of this world. You get the plate of the day where they bring you food and you eat what’s served. The first round was composed of antipasto, second, four small hot plates (i.e. eggplant parm) and the finale, two pastas, one red and one white, creamy, curry sauce. Red wine and a trio of desserts accompanied the meal. Amazing. (FYI: The majority of immigrants to Argentina, since the 19th century, came from Europe, mostly from Italy and Spain. The total population of Argentina rose from 4 million in 1895 to 7.9 million in 1914, and to 15.8 million in 1947; during this time the country was settled by 1.5 million Spaniards and 1.4 million Italians.) So you can imagine the Italian food is nothing to make light of.

Shopping can be exhausting so we headed back for a quick nap and decided on Mexican for dinner. Xalapa. It was OK, nothing to write home about, we had a nice table outside and a couple of frozen margs. Then we headed to an outdoor bar in the plaza to close the night.

Sunday we packed up, checked out, grabbed one last coffee at La Francis and headed to the airport where we experienced the largest duty-free shop we’d ever seen. We landed in Santiago about 6 pm and were able to spend the night at a friend’s apartment where we were greeted with a beer and a home cooked meal. A great ending to our phenomenal BA jaunt. On Monday we headed back to our little town and here we are! We have about a month till our next trip north to explore Peru and Bolivia and then on our way home!! Time flies....

PICTURES

Monday, March 29, 2010

Torres del Paine....BOOM.POSTED.

Well...if ever in my life I have gone on trip that I would classify as an adventure, then, THIS WAS IT!!!  We just returned from a trip to Parque Nacional Torres del Paine.  For those of you who have never heard of it I suggest entering it into this little tool of the interwebs called Google.  Its this very special place at the end of the world where you can see massive Mt. Doom-ish looking peaks, huge granite towers, meadows, lakes and glaciers all within a walkable area.  We would do a route of hikes which is referred to as the "W" and is very famous among people familiar with the park.  So here is a log of what went down...


March 18, 2010 - Coyhaique to Punta Arenas to Puerto Natales - (Total - 1,069km)
We flew out of Coyhaique at 1:30 and a quick 1:20 minute flight later we were in the Punta Arenas airport.  A little wait time and some completely self-inflicted stress about our bus later and we boarded a bus headed for Puerto Natales.  The nice part about traveling between small airports and small towns is that all the services have very limited schedules that gel with each other.  There are only a couple flights a day coming into Punta Arenas and almost everyone is headed for Natales.  Almost everyone from Natalas is headed to the park.  So the buses are easy and consistent.  The ride to Natales was beautiful.  This is a crazy part of the world where the land and the ocean begin and end every where you turn. So you have what looks like praires (called pampas down here) that are cut up all over by the pacific ocean and rock mesas.
 
Just under 3 hours later and we arrive at our hostel...the Erratic Rock.  This place was awesome.  Its run by a couple of guys from Oregon and is definitely a place where a lot of english speaking travelers stay.  Listen, I'm all for staying in places that force me to speak spanish and maybe give me more immersion into the culture.  But when I am headed backpacking for 5 days its really nice to have people to ask questions of and understand their past experiences and not worry about anything being lost in translation.  And this place was great for that.  We went out for some dinner and tucked in for a good night sleep with our arrival at the park slated for the next day. 


Link to "Getting There" Pictures


March 19, 2010 - Erratic Rock Hostel, Puerto Natales to Torres del Paine and Refugio Chileno (147km by bus and 5.5km on foot)
One of the perks of our chosen hostel was its well above average breakfast as hostels go.  We woke to a spread of cereal, yogurt, freshly baked bread, an omelet and REAL COFFEE!!!  To have this included in the price makes this place a must stay in Natales.  Its also a great time to sit with other travelers going to and coming from the park to discuss routes, packing and any other topics.  We opted for the afternoon bus to the park so we had a chance to get some souvenirs in town and some last minutes supplies.


The bus picked up a whopping 3 of us from the hostel and we were off.  There is definitely an adrenaline rush as you ride a bus even further into the middle of nowhere to be dropped off for a few days.  You start out through some desolate but beautiful land and then before you know it the mountains of the park appear in the distance and your pulse quickens.  Granted this is a very well traveled park with many services of which we would take full advantage so middle of nowhere might be excessive but you get my drift.  


We were dropped off at Lago Amarga and then transported by van to Hotel Las Torres.  It was about 5pm on an absolutely gorgeous day and we had only a 2 hour hike to complete to our destination for the night.  We strapped on our packs and started up the hill.  This would prove to be the steepest climb involving our packs and looking back we were really glad we did it first in great weather when were at full strength.  Because my sorry ass would never be at full strength again for the rest of the trek...


We arrived at Refugio Chileno around 7pm and got settled into our tent.  The Refugios in the park are a really nice feature.  They are like mountain hostels with dorm style beds, showers, toilets, a staffed kitchen, eating area and campsites outside.  Also, you can get tents, sleeping bags and mats there if you are coming from far away without your own gear or don't want to carry it throughout.  We met a really nice Dutch couple who we would see every day after as we were doing the same route....Vincent and Elka.


Link to "Day #1" Pictures


March 20, 2010 - Refugio Chileno to The Towers to Refugio Los Cuernos (19 km)
The wind was howling most of the night and when we woke up so we had some breakfast hoping that the wind would move the cloudy weather out of the way.  When it was clear that it wouldn't we couldn't wait any longer to get our long day under way we set out for the Towers.  An hour and forty five minutes later we arrived at one of the three spectacular geological highlights of the "W'.  The towers are these massive granite walls that sit together tucked behind the mountains and over a mountain lake that is almost glowing teal.
It was a three hour round trip to the refugio.  We grabbed our packs and set out for the next campsite at Refugio Los Cuernos.  This was a beautiful walk descending toward the lakes but by the end of this four hour stretch we were cooked.  We did finally make it and this 7.5 hour day of hiking was finished.


Link to "Day #2" Pictures


March 21, 2010 - Refugio Los Cuernos to Camp Italiano up thru Valle Frances and on to Paine Grande Lodge at Lago Pehoe (24 km)
We thought we had felt some wind the day before...but that turned out to be nothing compared to the force of the wind we slept in and would be walking through most of this day.  After a beautiful sunrise and a leisurely breakfast we set out on the first leg of the days journey, a 2 hour hike to Camp Italiano.


This is like a base camp for the French Valley and Paine Grande viewing point.   You can leave your packs here and just take enough for the 5 hour trip to the top and back.  This hike had a lot of vertical ascent and scrambling, all the while a glacier up on your left would drop huge pieces of ice which sounded like thunder.  As we made the climb the weather was getting worse and worse.  Three fourths of the way up we could see Paine Grande, but by the time we arrived at the top the entire mountain and vista was obscured by fog, clouds and sideways mix of freezing rain and sleet.  This was really the ONLY disappointment of the trip.  Our longest day of hiking to one of the three major spectacles which was completely invisible to us.  But what can you do right?  When you are in one of the most spectacular places on earth there isn't much to complain about so we don't.  
We climbed back down, grabbed our packs and set out for the last 2 hour stretch with the proverbial carrot-on-a-stick of a bed to sleep in at the end of this hike.  This was our longest day and we were mentally preparing for hours 7-9 of this hike.  We hadn't used our IPods much on these hikes and were saving battery life knowing that they would be needed here.  We essentially said goodbye to each other put the headphones in, put our heads down, put one foot in front of the other and two hours later....the LODGE!!!!  We would have beds for the next two nights which was quite the reward to ourselves.


Link to "Day #3"Pictures


March 22, 2010 - Paine Grande Lodge to Glacier Grey and back (23km)
Ahhh...I slept with a pillow last night on an actual matress...but I cannot get out of bed because my legs are screaming in pain at the moment.  But wait...there's breakfast waiting for me...I think I can move.  We set out for our final day of hiking to Glacier Grey and although it would still be a long 15 mile day like the others...this one would not involve our packs at all which was a welcome bonus.  This might have been my favorite hike as it reminded me of both the Pacific Northwest and the Na'pali coast of Hawaii.  It was a trail that hugged coastline almost the whole way and would take you in out of forested areas....a really really beautiful walk.  


Not to mention that half way out you get your first glimpses of the glacier and its blue coloring which seemed fake.  We got to the lookout for the glacier, took some pictures, had some lunch and turned right back around.  We were both really tired and still had 7 miles back over the same trail standing between us and completing the "W".  I think we both went on pure adrenaline at that point but finished all smiles nonetheless.  The "W" was in the books and our time in the park was coming to an end.  That night we celebrated with our first drinks in almost a week.  The end of the park season also brought a nice liquidation sale on remaining bottles of wine...to which we treated ourselves.  


We spent the evening playing cards and having dinner with our new friends and roommates from Melbourne, Austrailia, Grant and Eliza.


Link to "Day #4" Pictures


March 23, 2010 - From the Park back to Puerto Natales (XXkm)
Today was what many refer to as a transfer day.  Not really any time to get in an activity except relax and wait to get to you next destination.  We would be taking the 12:30 the catamaran across Lago Pehoe and be dropped off to a waiting bus to take us back to the Erratic Rock Hostel in Puerto Natales where we started our trip.  The boat was a really fun way to be delivered out of the park.  It really makes you feel like you were out in the middle of somewhere remote and now being taken across that remote border back to civilization.  It was cold and cloudy that morning but as we boarded the boat the sun came out and made for a really beautiful final trek in the park.  
We chatted with the folks we had met over the last few days, exchanged emails and talked about our next destinations.  A few hours later we were back in Puerto Natales and in search of a celebratory dinner (Yes we celebrated a lot after this adventure...47 miles in just about 3.5 days is a freakin' accomplishment for me so I will celebrate all I want!!).  Now being adventurous eaters in a foreign country we are constantly looking for local cuisine and pretty much up for everything but as Kerri stated in her last post...Chilean food is...well...a little underwhelming.  I've had my fill of completos, churasscos and unseasoned meat/rice dishes.  So when we were told there is an American style Microbrew/Pub in town...that sounded like a treat...and a treat it was.  A REAL PALE ALE AND WINGS!!!  Baguales is a great pub run by a gringo from LA named Chad who was happy to see some gringo drinkers.  The locals like to sip a single pint for two hours but not us. After many rounds of beers, some wings and other delicious pub fare we felt that we had put the period on this little journey.


Link to "Day #5" Pictures


March 24, 2010 - Puerto Natales to Punta Arenas to Coyhaique
This day didn't involve much other than a leisurely breakfast with fellow travelers at our hostel, a bus back to the Punta Arenas Airport and the flight back to Coyhaique.  But I will finish this entry with a few thoughts about the traveling experience in general:


  • I think my favorite aspect thus far is definitely the people you meet along the way.  We are very lucky to get to live in a town and socialize with Chilean locals.  But these trips are great for meeting other travelers from all over the world, each with a very unique story, life experience and plan for their journey going forward.  Everyone is there under different circumstances but for much the same reasons which is a very bonding experience.
  • The US culture of work is a double edged sword.  I think, as a whole, Americans have one of the best work ethics of any nation of people.  But I feel that we should embrace the idea of travel more in the working world as a reward.  The norm of two weeks vacation made most people's eyes come out of their heads....and when they asked about leaves of absence or sabbaticals....they almost passed out when we said that it doesn't happen.  Granted, I know there are great companies that offer some of these things but I would say they are exceptions and not the rule.
Well Torres del Paine was an experience I will never forget.  Now its back to work in Coyhaique for a couple weeks but a trip to Buenos Aires is rapidly approaching and we couldn't be more excited for that...until next time...CIAO AMIGOS!!

Monday, March 15, 2010

Give us this day our daily...

...bread. Because that’s what we eat lots of, bread. We’ve made up years of avoiding carbs and white starches in a month and a half. Don’t get me wrong instant coffee, bread, jelly, yogurt and fruit is a fine breakfast by me but my waist line is beginning to suffer. Perhaps it’s the copious amounts of chocolate but either way I'm grateful for the hours of free time to workout. The only real disappointment, and I say disappointment because we’re foodies, is the food. I don’t want to complain because we still manage to eat well but the most descriptive word for the food here is: bland. I do need to mention the excellent quality of the poultry and meat, it’s all local, free range and I can honestly say it tastes better. Empanadas are a'plentiful. If you don’t know what an empanada is, it’s a small pocket of dough usually filled with a meat mixture or cheese and it's a snack o so delish. Another daily encounter is the avocado (palta) which is a big bonus for me since I love a good avocado and guac but tortilla chips are not an easy find. It’s kind of like having french fries without ketchup. Besides the empanada, you’ll find completos for a popular grab & go lunch. It consists of a meat, beef or hotdog, avocado, tomato, cheese and mayo on bread. I’ve enjoyed a few but I've lost interest, however, Billy manages to scarf one down from time to time.
Wow, two earthquakes in two weeks. I think our families suffered minor strokes while we were basking away in the sun. On Feb. 27th we were out at a lake and had no cell service or access to the news.
When we returned to town we were bewildered by the number of cars lined up at the gas stations so we stopped to ask a friend what was happening. We hustled over to Billy’s office to Skype our parents, who had already called the state department and submitted pictures of us in case we were lost, could you imagine we never stopped and asked? I can, there would've been a helicopter in the town square with our names on it! Nevertheless, we are very thankful that no one we’ve met was directly affected by the quake but of course any natural disaster of that magnitude in your country is devastating and sad. It’s nice to see so many people down here contributing their time and/or money to help their fellow Chileans in a time of need.

Last week we moved into our final abode until the end of May. The community is called Cabanas Los Alamos and it’s located about 3 km out of town. That’s right, I’m using the metric system now and converting Celsius to Fahrenheit, which isn’t the easiest of conversions for us math challenged folk (F= C*9/5 + 32), but I usually fall within a 10 degree range. I find it odd that the U.S. hasn’t adopted the metric system since every other country uses it but such it is. The 24 hr. clock is also pretty efficient. Oh FYI daylight savings time ends in Chile on April 3rd so we’ll be in the same time zone as NY and 2 hrs ahead of Colorado. So back to our new diggs, we live in a townhouse with 6 beds, 5 which are twin, and 2 bathrooms, so plenty of room for you to come and visit! We have a quaint kitchen with a stove (no oven), microwave, small TV, woodstove for heat and a sporadic wi fi signal. We can live without a dishwasher and laundry for a few months since the view is quite spectacular. The coolest part is our little quincho in the back; it’s a small room for bbqing with a charcoal pit. Getting the charcoal lit is a skill in itself but we are learning.
After we moved last Friday we decided to venture out in town for a few drinks. There are about three bars in town and a dance club which we hear is loud and smoky. Yep, shocking, people smoke inside bars and some restaurants. After a couple of drinks we started laughing about things we take for granted and things we miss. I pulled out paper and took notes. This is an on going list but I’d like to share a few now...

Things we miss:

Family and friends - it’s so amazing to be living in a different country, getting the true experience and meeting new friends but there is nothing like the familiarity of your family and friends at home. When they aren’t accessible it can feel lonely. I couldn’t imagine this experience without today’s IT. Skype, chat, and FB allow us to connect in a way a phone call alone couldn’t do.

Pizza - there are about three pizza places in town and they just can’t get it right. Maybe Chileans prefer pizza without tomato sauce but that leaves you with cheese bread. The funniest part is the toppings or excuse me, topping, because that’s what it is, a topping. When you order peppers and onions, you get one slice of pepper and one slice of onion on each piece. Our friends who live here are in the process of opening a gourmet pizza joint in the near future so there’s hope.

Live music - we knew getting into this venture that we’d miss out on live music for five months but it's something we truly love to do and look forward to when we return. There are two radio stations here that play 80’s music and its pretty awesome although the amount of Rick Astley is a little disturbing, we were rick-rolled by b-sides the other day, obviously we were dying of laughter for awhile…

Things we take for granted:
Ice - I’ve been told refrigeration is the issue, but restaurants are stingy with or don’t even have ice. Not a huge deal but something we never really thought about until our drinks came with two cubes and we craved more.

Forced air heat - big ups to Bill for adding logs to the woodstove in the middle of the night or else we’d freeze. I remember having a woodstove as a child but we had forced air heat to supplement it. Fortunately we’ll be gone before it gets too cold.
Grocery store etiquette - there are two supermarkets here and they’re always crowded due to the fact that there isn’t anything else for miles away. Unfortunately I have to go every few days since some items are scarce (think tortilla chips) and it pays to make several trips a week. The shortage of carts is no joke. People literally wait at the end of the check out counters for carts. There’s no order in the aisles. People stand in the middle of the aisle with their cart next to them leaving zero passing room. When you attempt to make a move and say, “permiso” there is little to no reaction so you have to move their cart to get by. Oh how I'd love to drop an elbow. When you’re ready to checkout the lines are typically 8-10 people deep at anytime of day. Some people stand with their carts between two lines and wait to see which goes faster. This would never fly at home. Guess I can mention tipping now, you are supposed to tip the people who bag your groceries and pump your gas but not cab drivers. The max tip for food servers is 10%.

Sunday commerce - Well this is a pro and a con. North Americans (and I say North b/c it’s not PC here to say I’m from America since obviously we are all Americans down here) want what they want and wanted it yesterday. Last Sunday Billy and I tried to get take out and nothing was open since Sunday is a holy day and is to be spent with your family. I find it refreshing and sacred but frustrating when I’m hungry, don’t feel like cooking and can’t go out to eat!

Public bathroom supplies - Now I don’t think I’m high maintenance, in fact I belong to 24-hr fitness in Boulder, a no-frills gym which costs next to nothing to belong. But I have to believe that there is a sanitation law here of some kind requiring soap in the bathroom. At the one gym in town the dispenser is forever empty and the one roll of TP is located outside the stalls so you have guesstimate your needs before dropping your drawers. Gross.

Things we love:
Greetings: when you walk into a room you are expected to greet each person with a kiss on the cheek. Once in awhile my North American ways kick in and I just want to run in and out but otherwise it’s nice to acknowledge people and take the time out to say hello. There isn’t enough of this in the U.S., is everyone really that busy?!

Tap water – it's delicious, refreshing, and it's safe! Everyone raved about the tap water when we arrived and I am completely on board.

Less traffic: it’s a privilege here to own a car and therefore there aren’t many. Noise pollution barely exists except the use of the horn, they beep at everything. Public transportation isn’t advanced but they do have a neat phenomenon called a Collectivo. It’s basically a cab that takes a specific route in town. They are numbered according to their route so you look for the # that coincides with your neighborhood and hop in with other people headed that way. It’s cheaper than a cab (about a buck) and a smart alternative to a bus.

Hitchhiking: I was walking into town yesterday and someone pulled over just to see if I wanted a ride. I was enjoying my walk so I waved them on but it’s safe and common here to catch a ride into town which is something I’d never do in the states.

Cheap booze: I think its worth mentioning that a 1.75 liter of Stoli vodka is about $13!

Commerce: Besides a few Shell stations and Coca Cola billboards, there’s no giant commercialization. No Wal-Mart, Target, McDonalds, in fact, no fast food restaurants at all. Mom and Pop shops fill this town and it’s a nice change to be able to stop at the local panaderias for fresh bread and pastries and the fruit stand down the street when you need an onion.

Natural Beauty: SSIA (subject says it all).

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Seizing the day….


After exchanging homemade cards for Valentine’s Day (p.s. I CANNOT find one greeting card in this town – I guess it’s not common practice to give Hallmark type cards – so while we’re here, expect postcards!) we decided to pack up a night’s worth of gear and head an hour away to Cerro Castillo, one of the more beautiful spots we've seen in Patagonia.

Upon arrival we decided to drive a little further to check out the scenery before dusk. Because most of the roads here are unpaved and rocky we got a flat which apparently is super common here. Billy managed to fix it and we were on our way…we found a cheap hostal and some eats and headed to bed to rest up for our big journey. And a journey it was. We thought we had a good idea of the trail from previously looking at a regional map but the trails here are unlike the marked trails in the U.S. so we somehow managed to miss the lake we set out for. All in all the trek was fantastic with a perfect temperature, clear skies and after a few hours we stumbled upon two smaller lakes with majestic views. We were more than satisfied and decided it was time to head back down. 16 miles, 8 hrs and a tad bit of pain but worth every step.

I was beginning to think summer in Northern Patagonia equaled daily rain with colder temps but these past two weeks proved me wrong. 70’s and blue skies are fine by me, in fact, I prefer it for outdoor activities. Hiking seems to be our main activity lately and partly due to the fact that the house we’re temporarily in backs up to a national reserve with plenty of day hikes to explore. This week we tried a longer loop, roughly 6 mi, and it took us to the highest point to view our town, Coyhaique.

Coyhaique houses roughly 55,000 people, about 5,ooo stray dogs and is considered the capital of this region. Two supermarkets, one gym, a military base and two main streets with shops and restaurants encompass Coyhaique. We’ve met some incredible people who are more than happy to practice Spanish conversational skills with us which, by the way, are improving daily. But unfortunately we have a Chilean accent and slang working against us. The natives tell us it’s the hardest Spanish to understand which is comforting to hear because I was beginning to doubt myself and the $375 we spent on Rosetta Stone.

Over the weekend we had a cousin of Catalina’s and his 4 friends stay at the house. They jokingly called me mom and I sadly felt like one. They are all 20 yr old university students from Santiago and had ended their 3-week bike tour with us. They hosted a Chilean BBQ with lamb, sausage and beef on the grill, lots of Piscola (a South American alcohol mixed with Coke) and I made them my infamous guacamole. Overall we relived our college summer break for a few days and made some new friends.


Friday, February 12, 2010

Valle California



Valle California
Much has happened since last I posted. Despite some less than stellar weather we had a fantastic journey out to Valle California which is a mere 300 miles from Coyhaique but due to the condition of the road, takes about 10 hours to get to. Thats right...for all you Colorado folk, think of driving the road the last 2 miles to one of the 14ers....FOR EIGHT HOURS!!! But I must say it was worth it. This 7,000 acre piece of land that has valleys, forests, snow capped peaks, rivers and pampas was nothing short of spectacular...think of something straight out of the Lord of the Rings. Add to the fact that there were a total of about 20 people using it and you cant find a spot like that anywhere else on the globe. We were housed in this simple little staff house with the guides and other PatagoniaSur employees. Its was rustic for sure but made the experience all the more memorable. We had dinners with 5-8 people every night and drank beers by candle light when the generator went out for the night. We were able to go horseback riding, hiking, fly fishing, rafting and I was even lucky enough to score a last minute open seat on a helicopter ride which took us out to the Lago Palena National Reserve and back. Needless to say were spoiled rotten. We met some wonderful people out there and it will definitely remain in the highlights of this entire journey...

Here is a link to our first big picture upload of all the Valle California photos... Valle California Slide Show

Monday, February 1, 2010

Valparaiso to Coyhaique



We’ve had quite a week since my first post about Day 1. The next day in Valparaiso we drove north along the coast through the beach town of Viña del Mar and further north from there. We found a public beach to sit on and relaxed for a while. The wind was so intense though that it kept blowing sand on all over us and we decided to change locations. We thought we should hit up the popular beach spot in Viña…and popular was an understatement. Popular as in…couldn’t find a spot for our towel popular. After a hot dog topped with guacamole, tomato and mayo, (which is officially the first thing on my list of "Things Chileans Like" - everything is topped with guac, tomato and mayo) and some time in the sun we made our way back to the hostel for the night.
We met some British girls back at the hostel who, after having just graduated from college, were in the midst of an 11 month trip around the world. They were at the end of their 4 months in South America and it was nice to get some tips of places to go and talk to some other English speakers in general.






On our final day in Valparaiso, we decided we should walk the town and see as much of the touristy stuff as possible…and walk we did. The highlight was probably the walk through the public outdoor art gallery on Cerro Bellavista. Essentially it’s a neighborhood which has been decorated with murals of various styles by almost twenty different artists. It was an amazing neighborhood.

One last stop before leaving town…the fish market. Ummm…not at all like the many fish markets I see people visiting when they travel on TV…fresh fish on ice…flowers, veggies, people working diligently. No this was more of a smelly, fly infested, broken down cement building…so yes…we should eat here. A nice lady corralled us into her restaurant on the second floor and of course the menu had no pictures,
translations or even Spanish adjectives that we could decipher. So we ordered some Salmon and a seafood empanada…which contained just about every weird creature under the sea…and even for adventurous eaters like us…was well…SCARY.
Now it was time to leave Valparaiso and head to Santiago for the night. Thanks to Franco and company we got a beautiful room a cool little boutique hotel called the Hotel Orly right in a great neighborhood with bars and restaurants. Franco was in town on business for the day so he was able to come grab us and head to dinner that night before we all flew down to Patagonia together in the morning. We got no sleep that night in anticipation of our early departure. After four days of hectic sight seeing and poor attempts at mangled Spanish, and a two hour flight delay, we were finally off to our new home in Patagonia.
Franco dropped Kerri and me at our new accommodations for the next few days and it is a great little two bedroom cabin overlooking an absolutely spectacular view. Patagonia really is amazing. Just stepping off the plane, the air was different. Here are a couple of pictures from our cabin in Patagonia just outside the town of Coyhaique.
The stress of the preparation, travel and first week in a new country has definitely worn us out…that and the whole not eating dinner until 10pm thing. But we are just taking it easy and resting up before we leave on Tuesday for a 10 day trip out into Patagonia.First stop…Melimoyu, followed by a few days in Valle California.