Saturday, January 21, 2012

El Encuentro

It rained last night! It's a nice relief from the heat and it smells so fresh and clean!

Guille's place in Sierra de la Ventana is called El Encuentro. It's a fabulous little casa in a quaint little town that I will get to know shortly. Here I can relax and really feel like I'm on vacation. We'll be here until Tuesday which suits me fine!

Looks like it's going to take me a little bit of time to get used to the mate in Argentina. This drink is loved by most Argentinians and is meant to be shared among friends. Perhaps I will learn to love it before I go?

Guille and I went for a walk around the 'barrio' at sunset and we both played with our cameras. I got a couple of good ones. This one of the owls (buos) is my favourite.

Making empanadas! I did a good job of rolling the edges, aka repulgue.

Friday, January 20, 2012

Tengo calor!!!

I could have skipped breakfast and slept ALL day. The snooze on my iTouch is only for 5 minutes (I gotta fix that!) and between each of the many times I hit it, I fell right back to sleep and even carried on with my dreams. I'm on vacant dammit! However...breakfast was only until 10:30. Sidenote: it starts at 6:30...seriously. We got home at 2AM, most people are up really late...who the hell is up for breakfast at that hour?!

Given that I needed to be at the domestic airport for my flight to Bahia Blanca at about 15:30, therefore leaving the hotel around 14:30 (way earlier than necessary as it turns out), I had about 2 1/2 hours to wander around this afternoon by the time I got myself sorted.

I wandered down Calle Florida, a busy pedestrian mall near my hotel taking me south to San Telmo. After about 5 minutes in the heat I knew I was going to melt. I knew I should have put sunscreen on my neck. I knew I should buy an umbrella. I didn't do any of those, so I walked in the shade and drank a lot of water. I walked to the point where I wanted to stop but didn't see anywhere to sit so I carried on in a daze until I got to the Plaza de Mayo (pronounced majo!) and found a seat in the shade by a fountain near the Casa Rosada. 35'C takes some getting used to but I was grateful for the breeze!

I carried on a little while later up Diagonale Norte to the obelisk on Avenue 9 Julio and stopped in at a funky restaurant for a bite. It's quite a pretty city and the architecture in this part is a great mix of old and new. The old colonial buildings are absolutely stunning. I understand why is place is called the Paris of the South.

My flight to Bahia Blanca was quick though I managed one of those power naps where you don't know how long your head has been kinked in that awkward position and you know it's going to hurt to right it!

Guille was there to meet me and somehow she even managed to say hello before I'd retrieved my bags by sweet-talking the guard to let her in to say hi! I got weepy when I saw her as it's been such a long journey to get here and I knew that now I got to relax a bit, that I'd be taken care of in the company of a dear friend. They were tears of happiness for sure!

It was an hour drive to Sierra De La Ventana where she has recently built a gorgeous little home. The drive started out in fairly flat, boring plains and then the hills and popped out and we headed towards them.

I'm looking forward to exploring a bit more tomorrow. All I had the energy for was a shower and dinner...and some cherry-pit spitting under the stars!

Bienvenidos!

Normally when I get to a new town, I give myself the first day to just do nothing. Dinner at a nearby restaurant, assuming I don't opt for room service, and a short walk around to get my bearings for the next day.

I don't buy the "don't go anywhere by yourself at night as a single, female traveller" line outright-you have to be smart and use common sense. When I just arrive somewhere new though and am tired and don't know my way around, I lean towards being a bit more cautious.

No need last night! Zach, of the Indian rickshaw rally fame, is in town about to start a 20,000km run around south America to celebrate his 30th birthday and raise some money for a charity he founded...as you do! He sent me an email just as I was leaving Toronto to say that he was going for dinner with friends and they had an extra spot. I toyed with pulling the lame "I'll be tired" card but I wasn't sure when and where we'd have the opportunity to meet up again, and honestly...why not go and have some fun?!

He was kind enough to come and get me at the hotel. Within minutes I was taking my first ride on the 'subte', the underground system in Buenos Aires. It's so much easier being shown around. Sometimes it's fun to explore on your own but I was okay that that lesson was being taught vs. learned.

Once we got to the flat he's renting, two of his friends, Lily and Nancy, joined. We had a mini happy hour with champagne and cherries on the patio before heading out to Chez Felix. At this point it was about 21:45. Yup - those crazy Argentinians really do eat late. That will take some getting used to but fortunately I was still on Calgary time which is four hours behind and therefore right about time for dinner!

There's a 'movement', for lack of a better term, of what's called 'closed door dining'. Chez Felix isn't a restaurant so much as SeƱor Felix's house. Some of these closed-door places only have a communal table. We were seated at our own and there were three other tables there too.

They started by giving us a pre-dinner drink in their back garden which was perfumed with jasmine. We could smell it all night-it's intoxicating. There were about 5 courses plus an 'intermedia' and they were all amazing! Local recipes, fruit, vegetables, flowers and spices from their garden, amazing flavour combinations. Did I ever luck out! With two bottles of wine thrown in, the cost was 250$, about $60...but really worth it! Granted I won't be able to indulge like that very often, it made for a wonderful welcome to Argentina!

Thursday, January 19, 2012

No longer Chile

The pun was too hard to resist!

I didn't realize that the flight from Toronto to Buenos Aires didn't go directly to BA. That explains why I saw a flight to Santiago on the departures board last night with the same flight number and departure time. So...surprise! I have an hour in Chile before carrying on to BA.

Well...the airport seems nice, it's definitely not -30 anymore and my ears are picking up Spanish all around me. It's such a pretty language but every time I want to say something and think about what I want to say it turns out to be ~50% Spanish/50% Dutch, a language I've christened 'Sputch'. I guess that's my starting point. There's only room for improvement!

Despite having a wonderfully comfy seat on the plane, Air Canada's 'space pods' ROCK, and despite taking a prescription sleeping pill, I didn't sleep much on the flight from Toronto to Santiago. Sigh. Too hot, too cold, left turn, right turn...I was aware of all of it. I feel a bit spacey right now but appreciative that I'm in the land of siestas and that I'm on vacation.
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As you can see from the photo, I finally made it to Argentina! I have another stamp for my collection. I love it! And it was such and easy arrival too since the Antarctic tour I'm on actually starts from Buenos Aires. As a result it includes an airport transfer and a night in a hotel which they kindly arranged for me to have when I first arrive, even if it is over a month before the start of the tour. Fantastic! After such a long journey today's the day I'm most appreciative of being taken care of and not having to think too much.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

South America Bound.

I am at the airport again. It's been four weeks since I came home for Christmas. That's about the average interval between flights for me this past year.

It's been so nice being home and part of me doesn't really want to go. I know this time off is a gift and such amazing adventures await, but, well, there's no place like home.

That said, given what the thermometer read this morning, maybe I will just disappear for a few months and come back for spring!

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Updated country count - just because

So after 4 years of living in the Netherlands and jet-setting all over the place, I'm curious to see what my 'country count' is.  Based on the list below, I managed to get in 13 new countries and several more new cities while living in Europe. 

While I explored at a tiring place, I couldn't help it.  I was fuelled by curiosity.  There are a lot of cool places to check out.  I did well to explore where I did while still doing my best to enjoy checking out parts of the NL (wadloping, Gouda's candlelight night, Het Loo, Hoge Veluwe...). 

Of course, there are still a few places I want to check out...another time.
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Update date: December 2011
“Rules”: 
  • Overnight stay required to count
  • UK can be broken into constituent countries by my arbitrary rules of book-keeping!  


1. Canada!!!!
2. United States
3. England
4. Republic of Ireland
5. Northern Ireland
6. Cuba
7. Scotland
8. France
9. Holland
10. Belgium
11. Switzerland
12. Germany
13. Costa Rica
14. Peru
15. Spain
16. Gibraltar
17. New Caledonia
18. New Zealand
19. Australia
20. Honduras
21. Thailand
22. Malaysia
23. Belize
24. Namibia
25. South Africa
26. Sweden
27. Mexico
28. Singapore
29. Cambodia
30. Brunei
31. Austria
32. Hungary
33. Italy
34. India
35. Denmark
36. Morocco
37. Iceland
38. Czech Republic
39. Egypt
40. Turkey
41. United Arab Emirates
42. Croatia
43. Luxembourg

44. Argentina!