SummaryRather hot in late February. NOT scenic along this long stretch of land, except near the border when crossing the Andes. The two capitals: Buenos Aires is prettier and more European like than Santiago, and has more things to see. But too big, streets too long and wide. Tiring. I love its San Telmo neighborhood. I like Santiago better if you want to stay a bit longer: smaller, more manageable, easier to get around, slightly cheaper. Chilean Spanish is more standard. Argentinian accent is hard to understand.
2/25-29 Buenos Aires and beyond
2/25 Saturday.
Dropped our bags at Los Patios de Montserrat B&B (wasn't even allowed to go upstairs). Breakfast at Cafe Torino, the oldest cafe in B.A. (1858). Frequented by luminaries like Alfonsina Storni, Jorge Luis Borges and celebrates like Don Benito Quinquela Martín, and Carlos Gardel.
We walked along the stately Av. De Mayo to Plaza de Mayo. Visited Catedral Metropolitana. It happened to be San Martin's birthday. A ceremony accompanied by military band and sword-ed soldiers. San Martin's decedents, mayor and other officials paid homage to San Martin's sarcophagus.
When we were resting in Plaza Mayo after the tour, a group of English walking tour came talking next to us. We followed them along Diagonal Norte to the Obelisk. The guide, a young enthusiastic girl, spoke out of her lungs (to overcome the traffic noise) on social issues and architecture along the way. Thanks to her, I saw a small house on top of a skyscraper. There're various free (by donation) English walking tours offered in the city at different spots.
The rest of the afternoon, we walked behind (west) Theatro Colon (no performance in summer, only pricy guided tours), passing Justice building (the lawn on the side) has grass on music stands), Plaza Libertad. Then caught a bus to Recoleta, a posh residential neighborhood, whose famous cemetery rests many famous dead, like Eva Peron (look for Durarte). There are big green open spaces outside of the cemetery, full of vendors selling all sorts of art objects as well as junk. Quite fun to browse. Outdoor cafes and exhibition spaces. Recoleta Culture Center is especially fun to walk around. Fine Arts Museum is free.2/26 Sunday.
After the breakfast (has one piece of fresh fruit) at the B&B, we headed to the Congress. At Plaza de Congresso (lots of pigeons), a middle aged man approached me calling out "Lady, it's not good, you need to clean up". Then he took out some paper napkin and a bottled water to wipe the green bird-dropping-like substance on my hat, backpack, shirt, pants. A bit smelly. Some middle-aged woman targeted dad who was ~20 paces behind me. I thanked the guy and told him I would go back to my hotel and didn't need his further assistance. Luckily, the Congress isn't far from where we stayed. We washed everything, changed. I threw away my backpack, instead, used a shopping bag. The owner told me that it's a well-known thieving scheme. Mustard based spray is used. While helping you clean, your pocket, handbags will be examined. Yes, my backpack's zipper was open. Fortunately, I had no valuable there, so nothing was stolen.
It's quite a bit of walk to La Boca, passing a couple of large sport fields and many fans in bright team T-shirts. Used to be a poor and industrial harbor, now somehow a tourist attraction. Maybe thanks to Quinquela Martin. The Fine Art Museum of Benito Quinquela Martin is a must see here. A cheaply built house, but full of characters. Its roof top sculpture garden is fun to walk around, good view to the surrounding area too. The restaurants and shops near Caminito is excellent to take photos. Extremely colorful. At this early dinner hour, every restaurant employs a couple Tango dancers in its patio to attract customers.
Took a bus back to San Telmo. Plaza Dorrego, now cleared off the vendors, was transformed into an outdoor Tango venue. Anyone can join. If you don't have a partner, you can try to pair up with a stranger. Some nicely dressed. Some wear baggy pants and sneakers. We sat on the dirty steps, drinking expensive frappy and watched with others. As night fell, colored lights were strung across the plaza. Pure joy!2/27 Monday. Holiday. Tigre. Rain.
2/28 Tuesday. Rain - cloudy. Colonia de Sacramento, Uruguay.
Woke up by pouring rain. Had to put on my poncho just to use the toilet. Wasn't able to buy boat ticket to Colonia for yesterday, a holiday (flag centennial day). Taxi1 to Buquebus terminal. Dad found out that he forgot his passport when we checked in at at 9am. Had to buy both of us a later ticket (12:30), so we could fetch his passport at the hotel. The rapid boat (one hour) is smaller, with strong AC, wifi, a bar selling drinks and snacks. Not even 1/3 full.
Uruguay is one hour ahead. Bad exchange rate for Argentina pesos. I exchanged US$40 ($1=U18.5, or A$1=U3.4) for lunch at El Drugstore. The leftover is just enough to buy dad a postcard and a U22 stamp to send home.
Took a slow boat (almost 3.5 hours) back to B.A. after dinner. Much bigger, so long lines for immigration. AC is weak, no wifi. There was entertainment: singing and playing, doing a mighty good job. The boat was again less than 1/3 full. I managed to find a row of 4 seats, and slept for half of the journey.
2/29 Wednesday. B.A. Overcast - partly sunny.
Went to US Embassy in Buenos Aires to add passport pages. The embassy is located in Palermo, a nice neighborhood right next to a green park. But the building is modern and ugly. 2 lines outside for visa applicants. I had to wait a bit to be let in, because there was no one at the window for US citizens. All electronics (including my USB thumb drive) and liquid (a bottle of water) were set aside at the security check to be retrieved when leaving. Inside, get a number and wait. I had printed a form before hand, so I filled it out right there. After I was called, and my form checked, the nice lady suggested me getting 48 pages instead of 24 (only offered to those who have added pages before). So now my passport is 3 times thick. A bit cumbersome. I paid US$82 cash (credit card is also accepted + some fee) at cashier's window, and handed the receipt back to the lady, and was told to wait. When I was called next, it was only to inform me that I should pick up my passport at 14:30 the same day. I was given a printout of my payment receipt with a handwritten line, so I could come back in without my passport. The total time spent in the ambassy was ~1 hour. There are 5 windows processing visas, only one window for US citizen service.
The building is located in the same place once chosen by Juan de Garay when founding the city in 1580. The original building had adobe walls and a straw roof, a large conference hall and a smaller room used as a jail. It was remodelled in 1621. The current building was designed by Andrés Blanqui in 1724. Construction was finished in 1751. Since then, many modifications, with the latest in 1939-40. The museum is now dedicated to the May 1810 revolution. On May 22nd, a Cabildo Abierto was summoned, after the news of Napolean conquering Spain. On May 25th, the Primera Junta was created, and viceroy was dismissed. The museum exhibits timed documents, clothings, painting, furniture.
Next we visited the City Museum 2 blocks away. It was in an impressive building above an impressive staircase. Museum space is very small, only a couple of rooms. At present, showcasing toys of ordinary people in recent history. Very boring.
Last: Carlos Gardel's house which he bought for his mother and later resided himeself. It's an ordinary house. Nothing interesting. The original toilet and kitchen were very basic. Phonographs, photographs, movies, newspaper (after his accidental death) were showcased, and inumerable things with Gardel's face or name on it. In the neighborhood (quite ordinary), there's a short street called Carlos Gardel, but his house is on a street called Jean Jaures, #735.
Even though it was 5pm, and our bus wouldn't depart until 21:15, my paranoid dad is anxious to get to the terminal. We were to head west to Chile.
3/1-2 Cordoba + Mendoza
3/1 Sunny. 14-28°C.
Had an early dinner at !O!, a modern shopping mall in an 19th century dome building. Head to the bus terminal for Mendoza.
3/2, Friday. Sunny. ~30°
No service, but a cookie and a glass of soda after boarding, and the same cookie and a cup of hot sweet coffee in the morning. The bus didn't provide a blanket. Both of us got cold.
In the afternoon, we went on a bodega (winery) tour. Visited 2 vineyards (one small family-run traditional vineyard, one modern mid-size operation) and 1 olive oil factory. Flood watering here. A couple of weeks before harvest, no more water is given to allow the sugar concentration. If you've never been to a winery tour, then, this tour is good. Here, during tasting, each wine was poured into the same glass, no water was offered to cleanse the palate. I bought some olive oil and tomato paste at the olive oil factory.
Overnight at Hostel Suite, only half a block from the parade route. At 10pm, 17 queens of 17 towns in Mendoza province, each on her float with friends tossing goodies to the crowd. Loud music, some dancing, colorful costumes. Some spectators came well prepared: a simple basket fastened to the top of a long pole (for catching the goodies), other than the usual: lounge chairs, food and drink.
3/3 Saturday. Sunny.
10:30 semi-cama bus to Santiago. Good scenery.
Long wait at the border (2.5 hours). ~2000m high. Once on the Chilean side, 180° turns coming down the steep slope. Slightly greener, still very desert looking. Arrived at Santiago ~7pm.
3/4-8 4 days in Santiago, Chile
3/4. Sunday Sunny. 33°
Forecast 33°. I decided to go to Valparaiso. It's by the ocean and much cooler. Took a 10:40 bus (among many3), arrived ~12:30. It's a huge bustling city sitting among many hills. Almost chaotic. Brightly painted walls, even colorful stairs sometimes in narrow steep alleys. Quite some abandoned houses, litter, graffiti walls, together with modern wide boulevard. Helpful tourism offices.
Cheap and short funiculars run continuously up and down the hills. We took 3 of the oldest Ascensor: Artilleria (1893), Peral (1902), Conception (1883).
Took a shared taxi to Pablo Neruda's house on Florida Hill, Museum La Sebastiana. Great view of the harbor and surrounding hills on each floor: 5 floors.We caught bus O outside of Neruda's house for Vina del Mar, the neighboring town, more modern and posh. Listen to a rehearsal in a church. The park behind the church is closed for some reason. Taxi4 to waterfront, the American Beach, with a floral clock. Catch a bus back to Valpaiso's bus terminal. Got home ~9pm.
3/5. Monday Sunny. ~30° Santiago
Walked by Palacio de los Tribunales, ex-Congreso Nacional (Pinochet moved the National Congress to Valparaiso). The latter has an ornate garden with fountains.
Plaza de Armas is the center. Pedro de Valdivia, who conquered Chile for the Spanish crown, founded this plaza in 1541, surrounded with Royal Court of Justice (now History Museum with an unadorned court yard), the Governor's Palace (now the post office after a fire), Metropolitan Cathedral. The green was added later.
The churches here are better than other Chilean cities we saw. At least with painted ceilings, gilded alters, marble columns. Some with nice stainless glass window. Basilica de la Merced has a small museum attached to it (its cloister), housing a small and uninteresting religious collection. Being Monday, this is one of the few that's open.
Visited the National Library for a rest and bathroom need. Walked by Municipal Theatre.
Back at Moneda Palace, visited its culture center, a large underground exhibition space with audio/visual facilities. The only exhibition today is a small room dedicated to Violeta Parra's painting and paper mache. Very primitive. In front of some paintings, there's a round speaker sign on the ground. When you step on it, a loud speaker on the ceiling will direct a sound recording to you. At the entrance of the exhibition room, the only English short description on Parra's life. 2 LCD screen with touch screen introduction to Parra's works. Very simple and nicely done. Along one of the walkways is a long poster exhibition of Roberto Matta's life and historical timeline during his life.
3/6, Tuesday. Sunny with haze. ~16-31°
Back to Plaza de Armas. Visited the Cathedral again, and then the History Museum which is not interesting and Spanish only.
Back to the hostel ~3pm. The kind receptionist gave dad a towel, so he could take a shower, then she called a private taxi with fixed price: C15000. No AC. We arrived at the airport way too early for check in. Ate the rest of pistachio I bought in Seattle and bought some drinks. Once dad passed the immigration, I headed back to town on the Centropuerto bus. C1600. AC full blown. However, no space for big luggage. It made many stops along O'Higgins road (next to the red metro line). I got off at its terminal Los Heroes. After picking up my own backpack, I took my first metro ride here (C650) to a cheaper hostel5 which provides dinner at 9pm during weekdays. Tonight was thin chicken paddy, rice, lettuce and carrots. Not enough, but a nice feature. A glass of red wine was even offered.
3/7. Wednesday. 33°
The Tribunal scanned my bag and didn't check my ID. I was left free to wander. Lots of people in the building. Quite nice inside. On the far end, a few cushy leather chairs and public bathroom are available.
Back to San Francisco. It's open 10-1pm, and 3-6. The ceiling is nice. No stainless glass window at all. South of here is the Paris-London quarter. Small, with cobble stone streets, old buildings. Very nice.
Downtown Santiago is very lively all the time. Many passages with shops on both side and some with roof (always between two large buildings). Inexpensive food and merchandise everywhere. I bought a pair of water shoes for ~C3000, and scissors for c350 (everything in the shop is c350, including nails, hair accessory, kitchen utensil. I saw 2 of these in one block, one on o'Higgins, just across from San Francisco, another one on Passage United States). There're also major drug stores and grocery stores here. I bought some food for lunch at Lider Express.
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