Alexia y Aurélien en Argentina !!! in EV!!! | |
Reprise...And here we came back home, to London and already tomorrow, we go back to work... But it is not finished for this blog, for instance if you have a look in " album photograph ", you will see that the album "Buenos Aires" is filled in, and more later... See you soon!
Publié à 11:46, le 28/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Londres Mots clefs : Days 24 and 25Day 24 The before last day starts once again early, to go towards the harbour. Indeed, having no more Argentinian site registered to the worldwide heritage of the UNESCO to be visited, we have to go to see abroad. Direction Uruguay and Colonia Del Sacramento. Small very well preserved colonial city since the quick development of the city on the opposite bank (Buenos Aires) prevent this one from growing up too much. Publié à 10:52, le 24/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Colonia del Sacramento Mots clefs : Days 21, 22 and 23Day 21We start at 7.30am in a small 4x4 belonging to Martin, on the way towards north. We pass by the town of Jujuy, ugly and uninteresting (at once). Then, we start to take altitude and reach the small village of Purmamarca, typically Indian but also typically touristic. We make some purchases anyway: a hammac for our future garden, a coloured pancho for Alexia and some other articles that some of you will discover at the appropriate time.  Purmamarca. Then, it is a long ascencion, a road in laces makes us pass (without forcing) a collar at 4170m of altitude! Quite easy to to climb in the car...  Too strong in climbing... The way down makes us gradually discover a salt sea. Salinas Grande is a saline basin long of 120km and posed at more than 3000m high above the sea level. Once again, the landscape is amazimg, made of white (which pricks eyes a lot) as long as our sight can go or rather, until the mountain stops the sight. Contrary to the European saline marshes, salt is not consumable directly since it is not iodized. We walk a little, wondering about a lot of thimgs then it is necessary to jump in the car again. The day is fully loaded and the distances are quite long.  Champions of the world of climbing a salt hill! Then, we climb again the collar in the opposite direction and we head towards Tilcara, an old INCA village. We need to drive through the Quebrada de Humahuaca (classified with the world inheritance of UNESCO of course). We are not stopping because the sky is too cloudy for the moment but we will pass by again when returning home. We have a lunch before beginning any unspecified visit in Tilcara. We especially delighted ourselves (again...) with indigenous specialities containing mainly corn (one of the rare food to grow up at more than 3000m). After that we cross the village (renovated with multicoloured stones that one finds in the area, they are really nice) to reach the ruins of Tilcara, INCA ruins of course, preserved very well and located at mountainside, with the interrsection of 3 valleys at sight.  The temple of Tilcara After a pause in the market of Tilcara in order to catch some more souvenirs, we take the car to go down again in Salta. As promised we stop in the throats of Humahuaca for this time have a decent look at the spectacle offered by the mountain of the 7 colors. Here is the proof that the multicoloured stones used by the incas really come from the mountain.  The mountain with the 7 colors At around 9pm, we returned at our hostel in Salta after a day long of 550km through the mountains. Our evening does not last very long, the car, that makes you tired... Day 22 Not a lot to say about this day, some shopping downtown including several anti-allergics for Alexia since a mysterious animal nourished itself of our blood during the previous night. The problem is that Alexia is alergic thus she inflates... We grab some informations in pharmacies, a bit of cortizone should be enough for the day, we have a bus at midday, it is the departure for Buenos Aires in a bus even more comfortable than before. Day 23 Early arrival in the morning at Bs As, Alexia is feeling better but not yet perfectly well thus after having reserved an hostel, we go to the doctor who prescribes this time a puncture intra muscular which proves much more efficient than the pills... Then, we waste an insane time to reconfirm our return flights which seems to have been cancelled for a not very clear reason. We finally learn that all is well confirmed for Thursday. We spend the remaining of the day to walk around in the shopping streets, still gathering some more memories... Here it is for this time, still a small adventure to live before returning... See you soon! Publié à 01:53, le 22/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Buenos Aires Mots clefs : Special futbolAnd here is, Aurélien saw a match of Argentinian football in Argentina!OK, it was a friendly match of pre-season, but that did not look like it at all! A full stadium (about 35.000), heated ultras, 8 yellow cards and 2 red ones, a quick general battle, defenders not great, very technical but individualistic attackers, a referee very concilliant and all neutral spectators supporting River... In a nutshell exactly the idea I had about Argentinian football! For the records, River wins 2-0 unfairly. Some small gifts for the fans: only one for the moment but more will come... Publié à 10:42, le 21/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Buenos Aires Mots clefs : Days 18, 19 and 20Day 18 Quick look back on the end of the day 17 which was concluded at the hostel eating red meat and drinking beer (Salta more than Quilmes in this area).
Patio of the appendix of the hostel Terra Oculta Departure at 7 in the morning in company of Nicolas and our particular guide, Viviana. We take the road towards the south, while looking at the sunrise and the municipal world stadium (important later...). The first landscapes start to show themselves, first in the plain (1200m of altitude) very tropical, very green along very red rivers (full of iron). A little later the road starts to rise towards Pierra Del Molino (3348m). The landscape then becomes more mountain looking, such as what we can find in France but at much lower altitudes. They are not completely deserted, some peasants live still by there, accompanied by many animals: goats, oxen, llamas, horses, donkeys...
Sight from top of Pierra Del Molino. Other side of the collar, the landscape changes radically since we enter the national park of the cacti (los cardones), enormous plate posed at more than 3000m of altitude with giant cacti for only trees. Aurélien benefits from it to be reassured on the future of its profession since a team of surveyors was working on the plate dealing with road implementation...
Alexia and his friend el cardone. Alexia benefits from this photograph to indicate that she does not have a large belly but that the ventral blister is due to the small pocket used to keep documents safely... For us small Europeans fed with American cinema, it is the ocasion to play again some famous scenes from far-west movies... In the middle of the park is a straight line of 17km (the recta of tin tin) which is in fact an INCA old trade route.
"nin-nin-ninninnin... nin-nin-nin..." (a gift for the first comment quoting the good film title...) After that, we stop in the charming village of Cachi, village created by the Spanish colonists at the 16th century and it is obvious from the architecture. Then, it is the departure towards Cafayate: 150km on the famous RN40 (Ruta Nacional 40) which crosses Argentina on 5000km from the Bolivian border to the Earth of Fire, the definition of trunk road is local, here, no speed limit to 90km/h since it is simply impossible to reach this speed... Sinuous, stony tracks, narrow and strewn with tumultuous rivers and animals being able to emerge from everywhere... Moreover, it is the rain season thus the rivers are to be taken seriously. Fortunately Viviana knows the area like its pocket. Before arriving at Cafayate, it is still necessary to drive through the Quebrada de las flechas: mountainous formations very eroded by the wind and them (rare but violent) rains. We wonder whether anything can live here... (actually yes, rabbits, foxes, snakes, pumas, parrots...) As if you were there... The evening arrives and we are in Cafayate, small colonial city taking large advantage of being a quasi obligatory stopover for the tourists wanting to discover the wonders of the area.
Day 19 Red meat, wine, a night and a breakfast later, we here are ready to re-embark with Viviana. The day begin with the visit from 2 local bodegas (wine caves). The manufacturing process of the wine is explained to us, it is an exact copy/paste of the French methods (except the time of cask fermentation which is barely reaching a full year) since even the machines are mainly of French manufacture. Of course, we are invited to some tastings (it is already 10h30) of wines generally way too young. We are all the same astonished to discover the production of a type of vine of Toulouse origin but completely unknown for us, Tannat (somebody has information?).
Vineyard of Cafayate (approximately 1700m of altitude) in front of the Andes. After that, we set out again towards Salta by taking a road (tarred) alternate which initially makes us cross Quebrada de las Conchas: where used to end the Pacific Ocean before the formation of the Andes. We are in the middle of mountains made of very friable rocks, red and sharp which and so because of the wind, the tourist sees things: monk, clamping plate, obelisque, and especially the amphithéatre and Gargantua el Diablo (that we climbed bared feet), former gigantic water falls.
X X X X X X X X X x x x At the conquest of the world! Further along the road, we stopped ourselves to taste an enormous local goat cheese plate (including one delicious with wine taste) and go to annoy one llama until he was to close to spit at us...
Naughty LAMA! The end of our way towards Salta is much less spectacular, we arrive in Salta in the middle of the afternoon (i.e. 5pm) and decide to refresh us at the edge of the swimming pool of the Hotel Petit. The dinner occurs in company of Noemie, interpret and guide, friend of the mother of Nicolas who makes us discover more culinary specialities and advises us: she pushes the vice to find a guide available to make us visit the north of the area. Day 20 Visit town of Salta in company of Noemie, lunch in a local canteen (beating records of price: complete meal and drinks for 4 people: 55 pesos or 12€). And here we are now, writing to you during the nap time where everything is closed and where it is not possible to survive heat.
The iglesia roja No more for today, a trip at the large local market then one evening at the stadium about which we spoke before. Why? Because, God of football, sorry to have programmed the summer break during the stay of Aurélien, excuses himself by offering a friendly match River Plate - Racing. See you monday surely! Publié à 09:32, le 21/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Salta Mots clefs : Day 17We arrived in the matinée at Salta, in company of Nicolas, from Toulouse (person in charge for automatic waterings of the Sept Deniers and the Stadium of Toulouse!) met in the bus, we find an hostel and leave to hunt for tours in order to organize our next days in the area which according to many is the most beautiful of the country! At the program, Indian towns, ruins, salt lake and panoramas always more mesmerizing! As a present, watch and listen the Gargantua del Diablo: See soon soon! And by the way, good luck and / or congratulations to mothers Julie and Sophie! A micro pancho each ok? Publié à 08:04, le 15/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Salta Mots clefs : Days 15 and 16Day 15 Arrival at the bus terminal of Puerto Iguazu at 7am in the morning, first weather impressions: the 5 degrees and the wind of Ushuaia are far from us, here it is heavy humidity and 30 degrees as soon as the early morning shows up! When landed, we reserve our next bus trip in the direction of Salta, then 2 beds in the first hostel found. A few minutes later, we are in the bus leading to the national park of Iguazu, classified, guess where, with the world inheritance of UNESCO. Larger than those of the Niagara and more beautiful than those of Victoria it is said...
A sight of the Argentinian part of the falls. We choose to discover the falls by the higher part supposed to be less impressive. For us who had never seen larger than a cascade in the Pyrennées, it is impressive at first sight and sound (it make hell of a noise all this water!). The lower part is indeed more interesting since it is possible to see a part of the falls from bottom to top. We also disscover for the first time what an equatorial forest is made of red ground, large green trees and plants, lezards, iguanas, spiders, birds and some weird mammals. We also granted ourselves with a quick boat trip to approach very closely the power of some auxiliary falls by being made completely drenched. Then, we pauses ourselves on the island San Martin where we can have a bath in the Rio Iguazu (warm water according to Aurélien and only passable for Alexia which means approximately 25 degrees) by looking at the water vaporize after 80m of fall, just in front of us.
Little friendly mamal. Before the end of the day, we take a small train then a long footbridge (wher we could look at Croc the crocodile) where Alexia does not feel coñpletly reassured.The path is driving us at the best sight: we then overlook the Gargantua del diablo, largest of the falls of the park. There, we are really under the shock, like a few days earlier at the foot of the Perito Moreno: it is huge, it moves and it does so much noise. We do not even see the bottom of the falls, so much the released vapor is dense. Brazil, a few meters on other bank looks very far...
Sight since the top of Gargantua del diablo. After these emotions, we go back to our hostel where we see that it probably is a former club med reconverted since the swimming pool and all other services await us there. All that for 30 pesos per person (less than 5 pounds). The previous night and this day exhausted us so dodo! Day 16 We rise, leave the hostel, make some shopping and go towards the bus which will carry us towards Salta after a 23 hours trip! The voyages are always comfortable, films (among which French shit ones), reading, drinks and naps plus a glance at the landscapes...
Sunset above the river running at Possadas. See you soon!
Publié à 07:40, le 14/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Puerto Iguazú Mots clefs : Days 13 and 14Day 13 Almost nothing to say, our plane Ushuaia - Buenos Aires having been delayed by 4hrs, we lived between airports from 11am to 11pm. Nothing of interest to say so excepted a temporary loss of our luggages at the airport of arrival which obliges us to wait one hour more. Fortunately w had booked and confirmed the hostel this time... Day 14 Day 14 rises rather early on the colonial hostel of the Microcentro. Our first action is to go to the bus terminal to book tickets for our next destination, Puerto Iguazu. At breakfast time, we meet a French guy who had to reduce his 4 months trip to only a few days since he has been stolen of all its papers in its backbag... And it was even not a young person! Then, we took advantage from a half day free to go to visit the district of Boca. Boca is a popular district of the city known of the tourists for two reasons: - the first, Caminito and its adjacent streets: procession of multicolor frontages, mannequins at the windows, travelling merchants... In a nutshell, very pretty for a district considered as poor.
Caminito and its colors.
- the second reason making this district famous is summarized by 4 letters and 2 colors: CABJ, azul y amarillo. Another clue, the visited monument, although stripped of forty thousands people due to summer break (Oh No!) caused a smile crisis on the face of Aurélien. We were thus in the Bombonera, stage of the famous football club of Boca Juniors. To see it empty is already better than on PES but it will be necessary nevertheless that Aurélien returns there on a derby evening...
Bombonera (for a panoramic view, you will have to wait until I find my tools at home) After that, way back to the bus terminal, we embark for 17 hours of bus in the direction of Puerto Iguazu at the Paraguay-Brazil-Argentina border. It must be remarked that the comfort of the Argentinian buses is exceptional in comparison with an Eurolines or a National Express... Meals are served, fresh drinks are at disposal... But as good as a bus can be, it remains a bus and Alexia does not sleep very well.
Publié à 11:25, le 12/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Buenos Aires Mots clefs : Early weekend presentAs you have been nice kids, you can look at the beasts: Publié à 01:54, le 11/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Ushuaïa Mots clefs : Days 10, 11 and 12¡Hola has todos!
We are now at the end of the world!! But it was not easy to get there...
Explanations:
Day 10
At midnight and a minute, we are still in the youth bar of El Calafate waiting until the hour to get into the bus arrives. We step in at 3am and make road towards Rio Gallegos where we arrive at 7am after having slept well in a very comfortable bus. There, we have got 2 theoretical hours of connection quickly transformed into 3 hours then we move towards the tierra del fuego, via Chile, and there all becomes complicated because it is necessary to pass by 4 different customs (exit of Argentina, entry in Chile, exit of Chile and entry in Argentina) whicht represents 4 times one hour staying on hold with an unexpected bonus in the middle of all that, we have to cross the very surging Magellan Strait. Moreover, we realize that the technology known as the "tar" or "bituminizes" did not passed yet the border between these two countries... Chile is crossed on a rocky track... Nevertheless, the landscapes are nice nerves and so are the animals met.
Finally we arrive at 23.30 in Ushuaia, we immediately walk towards the hostel which we had booked by Internet, impatient to take a true shower and to eat. There we learn with a nervous smile that our reservation has not been taken into account and that of course, it does not have any more beds available...
The woman at the hostel, very nice, sets herself at the telephone with the list of all possible lodgings of the city and tries to find us 2 avaible beds. The minutes go on and we still do not hear "Si" at the question "¿tiene una habitacion por 2 para hoy?". After having contacted almost everybody on the tierra del fuego, we obtain finally a "probably" that we hopelessly take for a "yes of course".
We thus go towards this hotel, it is midnight, the sun is almost setting up, the old lady at the door informs us that they had a room free because people did not show up but that they just call to excuse themself for their delay... This nice lady understanding our despair, rented us finally the room of her son, absent this evening... While waiting for our room to be reday, we eat the dinner offered composed of tea and croissants. We washe ourselves and we sleep very easily and very relieved too.
 Day 11
The following day we realize that the house sheltering us is splendid, made of wood, on the heights of the city thus with a splendid sight, the dog and the cat are nice and the breakfast is enormous. We realise also that this hotel puts us a little out of budget but it does not matter because we do not hold a budget anyway...
Then we start to look for a cheap place for our two remaining nights and we very quickly find a small hostel held by a granny very sympathetic and a lazy Argentinian mastiff...
The rest of the day is devoted to a great walk in the national park of the tierra del fuego, which to be brief is super splendid: a mixture of sea, mountain and forests impressive... On our way, a small hut, with a cave man who stamps our passports with a fine heading "Fin del mundo"...
 The visa from the end of the world
The walk is very pleasant, the path on the edge of sea, with mountains on the side and full of small animals everywhere. Most urprising, is our meeting in the middle of a very abrupt and narrow passage in forest: a bunch of wild horses...
A black stallion, three mares and a brown foal are in front of us. The problem is that they are in properly in the middle of the way and that they are not easy to move... We approach slowly and they advance slowly also. At a twist in the way we manage to pass them while walking in the woods and this time it is them which are following us at a respectable distance. When suddenly in front of our eyes a clearing appears, which does not mean anything special for Aurélien. But for Alexia, more accustomed to the animals, it does. She draws me against a tree and she do well. Probably frustrated to have to walk in line since too long, they start to run in all the directions in this clearing. During 5 minutes they let us look at them having fun, amazed but nevertheless frightened too. Then they restart walking in the normal way. We meet them again later eating grass calmly this time.
We finish our walk still shocked but benefitting nevertheless of the landscapes heading in front of us. Chilean mountains in the back, the fauna and flora of the park in the foreground and the Lapataia bay in the middle...
 Little bird...
The evening, we have an economic meal at the hostel, pastas and chicken, and a good evening discussion with 3 frenchmen from reunion island staying there too...
Day 12
Today the weather is not nice thus the trip in boat envisaged is cancelled, therefore we focus on the visit of the city and mainly of their culinary specialities... The principal ones being the giant crab (giant sea spider for Parlouër familly) and hot chocolate.
We enjoy it in a small restaurant, crab at the provencale for Alexia and pizza pie with crab for Aurélien which finally corresponds to the dish of Alexia spread out over a bread dough. We accompany that by a white light local wine resulting from a type of vine not existing to my knowledge in Europe, Torrontes, muy bueno once again.
 Will you take a bit more of beautiful landscapes?
A short walk later, Alexia will try the hot chocolate and Aurélien a maté with churros!
This evening bbq with the réunionais and tomorrow plane for Buenos Aires.
That's it for now.
¡Hasta luego! Publié à 01:45, le 11/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Ushuaïa Mots clefs : Days 7, 8 and 9Day 7
Up to now, as you have noticed, our trip was very pleasant. But this Saturday, we passed in the category "memorable travels". Indeed, what we discovered is really mesmerising.
Perito Moreno is the most known glacier of parc national los glaciares (park registered with the world inheritance of UNESCO once again). This glacier is not largest nor the most sloping of the park then why so much noise? Because it is alive! The only glacier in the world which is obviously continuing to advance!
 El Perito Moreno
Passed the first visual impression (30km X 4km X 60m) received at a turning of the road since the bus window, comes the auditive impression. This glacier emits a quasi-permanent noise regularly accompanied by unhookings of pieces of ice which fall into the lake with a huge crash.
 Summer stars...
We remain several hours sitting under the sun looking at the animal living...
Unfortunately we cannot sleep there so we turn over to El Calafate, we eat quickly and set out again towards the house of our host, under the setting sun (it is 23h30). There we meet Paco, a sympathetic backpacker from Sarragosse who just decided to settle in Buenos Aires.
Day 8
Alarm clock ringing at 7am, the program of the day includes a mini-cruising in the ramifications of Lago Argentino to discover other glaciers, motionless this time...
For the first time since our departure of London, the weather is not nice, it rains a little bit... It does not prevent us from starting cruising under the catamaran's roof.
On our way, we meet icebergs: impressionants, enormous, of a white and blue color.
 Some ice in your lake?
The first visited glacier, Spegazzini is known to be most sloping and highest of the park. Although it is muted and motionless, it is still very beautiful.
The second is the Upsala glacier, largest of all (60km X 7km), so large and so much melting that the boat does not approach too close, fearing an iceberg could be formed at any time.
Then we disembark for a pique-nique, and a walk in a forest which leads to a corner of the lake where 3 glaciers and some icebergs meet themselves. Extremely peaceful...
 You believe me now? peacefull...
Then it is the return on El Calafate with the sun back over our heads. In the evening, Alexia eats a roasted trout and Aurélien a parilla (boards of any meat at the exception of beef, roasted and at will).
Day 9
"It is as in dream!" that Alexia said... And indeed it was terrible this morning with horses, we spend almost 3h climbing and descending a mountain overlooking Lago Argentino and wild spaces as far as the eye can see.
We are escorted by 3 gauchos who give us a demonstration of Argentinian riding. Their horses are terrible and answer at the slightest move. We ride next to cows, rabbits (enormous! Malik would have been in love) and falcons.
 This is pampa!
It is like the bidoune but 1000 times bigger! In spite of the saddles made of thick carpets, Aurélien feels a bit painfull just above his laps...
After this stroll, we have the lunch offered: lamb, chicken, potato, pumpkin and onions all roasted and as much as you want(again...).
 Hey! Cow boys!
In the meantime of a night, Alexia bind friendship with a spider which left her traces onboth arms and shoulders...
Note for Melanie and Remon: The excursion with horse, we did it with a Dutch couple whose man was called Remon...
El Calafate is over, this night (3am) we get into the bus for Ushuaia, arrival planned 18 hours later...
After the 3 days without shower due to a broken boiler at Mattias, our first action on Tierra del Fuego will be to wash ourselves. For the news, you will wait a bit... Publié à 08:54, le 7/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, El Calafate Mots clefs : Day 6Not too much to say, we walked around in the Swiss city of El Calafate (it really look like Switzerland, there is chocolate everywhere!), with a passage in the ornithological reserve. Here, the sun is still shining a lot but a powerful wind makes you not feeling that you are burning.
In the evening we found our host Mattias, we went in his charming small wooden house and we spent the evening discussing with him plus 2 Quebequois, a Polish girl and another Argentinian, all staying for a few days at Mattias.
We planned the remaining days of our stay in El Calafate: today the glacier Petito Moreno, tomorrow mini cruising to see 3 other glaciers and monday, horse ridding excursion in the pampa. Then Tuesday at 3am, we are leaving by bus towards Ushuaia.
I do not think that you will have more news from us before Monday, but anyway it is the weekend thus you do not have time to waste at the office to read us...
!Tchao amigos¡ Publié à 04:05, le 5/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, El Calafate Mots clefs : Day 5To conclude day 4, we ate at the restaurant Estela, who must be the best friend of Gabriella Sabatini acording to the photographs on the walls. Once again we had too many for a few pesos.
Mitch Bucanon coming out of cold water...
Day 5 starts at 7.30 for an excursion in Peninsula Valdes, a natural reserve registered with the world inheritance of UNESCO.
Contrary to what we expected, it is not happening with 50 people in a bus but with 4 in a Chevrolet. As we had the choice and and as we are a bit insane, we chose to follow the Spanish speaking excursion.
Hernan our guide and Victoria de Santa Fe (who made us discover the tradition of maté, bitter drink but which seduced us) are our companions for the day.
You can notice that the weather is nice and warm but that there is a wind to frighten the whales!!
We quickly leave the asphalt road to go along the coast and watch for the least sign of life from a whale, an orc or a dolphin. In vain for the moment.
On the other hand, on the ground side, we could see sheeps, horses, and guanacos (a kind of small lama we did not know).
Guanaco
The comments of Hernan are very useful all the way long, in particular when we meet a piche (armadillo), elephant and sea lions, penguins and many birds including a vulture.
El piche
Until the end of the day, Hernan will watch the sea in order to locate whales but luck definitively without us. Even the trip in boat did not enable us to approach some of them. It should be said that to see orcs, the best chance is to observe sea lions and to wait until they are made crunch by the orc... But no more chance, there is no loss in the sea lions...
Mom and dad lions
The evening, we ate in a smart restaurant advised by Hernan, "Mar y Meseta": fish with honey for Alexia and beef with eggs and onions for Aurélien. Once again it is excellent. We also took advantage of that meal for a first taste of Argentinian wine, the least expensive of all on the menu is called San Felipe and Aurélien finds it very good.
Alexia's favourites
Day 6 starts at 6am to go to the airport, flight towards El Calafate from where we are writting to you. This evening we will find Mattias which will host us and advise us during our passage at the foot of the glaciers.
Trainee-sailor
Foot-note por Victoria: Gracias por el subdued. ¿Tienes una foto of Hernan? ¡Es a scandal que No tenemos!
Foot-note por Hernan: Creo que tengo una foto del penguino feo que tu quieres. Das tu correo eletronico por la recivir. Muchas gracias por todo. Publié à 03:27, le 5/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, El Calafate Mots clefs : Days 3 and 4¡Holà has todos! A quick sum up of our second day in Buenos Aires: January 1st, everything is closed, thus the solution is the walk! We went for a pick-nick in the largest park of the city (passage in front of the zoo where we could see unknown animals... and an enormous lezard!) then we discovered the beautiful district of Palermo which held the only open bars of this day. Return towards our hostel with the good old subway of the city (more effective than the London one nevertheless). In the evening, stroll in the district of San Telmo where we discovered a place with a very provencale look, we tasted (again) an extraordinary meat (for the amazing sum of $30 for 300g which is approximately 7euros) while attending some street shows: Capoeira, drums and tango! Short, hot and noisy night since we woke up at 5am to go to the airport and fly to Trelew (the taxi driver was probably a grandson of Juan Manuel Fangio...). Superb air sights during the flight then an hour of minibus to arrive at the largest city of Atlantic Patagonia, Puerto Madryn. When landed we immediately notices that the heat is hardly less warm here than 2000km more up north... We confirm by the way that the pampa can be quickly annoying to observe from the window of a bus, we didn't see any sign of life at all on the way! In Puerto Madryn, we found a small and sympathetic hotel with a patio including vines, peach and apricot trees... We reserved a promising excursion for tomorrow, we makde our shopping for the picnic in a Carrefour store and then we went sunbathing a bit on the beach... The temperature of the sea is worthy the North Sea one but the argentinians are swimming nevertheless... No photographs this evening but we will catch up with it tomorrow after our trip... ¡Hasta luego! Publié à 10:10, le 2/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Puerto Madryn Mots clefs : Happy New Year!Buon Ano Novo!! Like we say it here in Curitiba! And yes, we took advantage of the new year eve to improve our portuguese. Actually a bbq was organized on the roof of the hostel yesterday evening and we met a lot of people but mainly Brazilian tourists... For the reminder, it is officially 36 degrees, but it does not prevent us from discovering the most European city existing out of Europe: walk in the Microcentro (with the remainings of the offices festival where everyone throws papers through their windows.), San Telmo and Puerto Nuevo (thank you Freddo for the ice creams but with this weather it melts really too quickly...). Walks between delicious meals are also planned for today, including the district of Palermo and Hollywood (yes!). Next, some illustrations of day 1 for you (Our hostel Ayres Porteños designed like the Boca neighbourhood, us in Plaza San Martin and a salad with cancelling mark of delicious limo and my first Quilmes)... Vamos!    Publié à 01:42, le 1/01/2008, dans Argentina 2008, Buenos Aires Mots clefs : Here is the Argentina!Here we are! We are definitely in Argentina!!! Arrived in Buenos Aires this night at the hostel at 6 o'clock french time after a departure from Barny's place in Madrid at 7 the previous morning... We nevertheless succeeded in having almost 4h delay when arriving at Sao Paolo but fortunately the plane for Buenos Aires awaited us... Then when arriving at the hostel, we had a surprised time change... Since the previous night Argentina is at GMT-2H (three hours less than in France). It is around thirty degrees, the hostel is very pretty and lively. Orel has already been spotted as French thanks to the quechua shirt... Let's go, we are going to discover the city! Adios! Publié à 03:07, le 31/12/2007, dans Argentina 2008, Buenos Aires Mots clefs : Madrid stop¡Ola! Cerveza, churros, jamon, Barny... No doubt, we are in Madrid!!!
Publié à 11:31, le 29/12/2007, dans Argentina 2008, Madrid Mots clefs : New haircuts...Last detail before flying, our hairs...  We got rid of them!!! Publié à 10:05, le 27/12/2007, dans Argentina 2008, Pamiers Mots clefs : Last planned route before unforeseen events...Here is the very last planned route made before departure. Happy christmas! Publié à 08:30, le 20/12/2007, dans Argentina 2008, Londres Mots clefs : Equipment check pointTime to be technical, so here is a check point on our bags and what is going in:   List to be completed of course... Please Father Christmas hear us... Publié à 08:24, le 18/11/2007, dans Argentina 2008, Londres Mots clefs : { Page précédente } { Page 1 sur 2 } { Page suivante } |
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