Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Changed hotels, next four days thru very early Saturday Am the16th I'm at the Hotel Libertador, named after Bernado O'Higgins, the liberator of Chile from the Spanish in early 1800's.  He went to Argentina and got San Marten to come to Chile after San Marten successfully freed Argentina from Spanish.  So O'Higgins is the Chilian father of his country, despite his Irish name (his father immigrated to Chile) and the fact that O'Higgins got San Marten to assist him.  The hotel has a fantastic location, smack in the middle of old town Santiago, just blocks from all the government and old historic buildings, and it is on O'Higgins .... Avenue.  The cab fare was only 10,000 cp, Chilian Pesos, see how fast I'm adapting, ten thousand here, ten thousand there, and I am not yet talking big money, and it only took a half hour to get here, despite the traffic, it's in the same small spot of the map, not the other end of the city of eight million people. The hotel is old, clean, on the main street, and does not have the posh the other hotels I've stayed at in S. America.  But I don't care, it's decent, clean and close to what I want to see.   After I got to the Liberator, checked in and couldn't get the room til after two PM, so they put my luggage in a closet, and off I went.  Down three or four of those pedestrian streets, but these are really crowded, and almost there I must have looked perplexed, cause an older Chilian lady in her broken college English asked if I needed help finding what I was looking at on the map.  I was only a block  away so that was an easy fix.  Now, that was at least the third Hispanic lady in S. America who asked if I was lost, or warned me not to go further along the road.  I'll accept the help with gratitude, without realizing why I am getting the voluntary help.    What I was studying the map for was the Pre-Columbian museum.  I spent about three hours there, saw it all, and the Spanish descriptions were translated into English... So it made more sense to me.  Ate in a regular Restaurante, wanted to get back to the hotel, so I ordered a hamburger and fries.  And that,
's what I got.  A hamburger patty on the plate, along with a big mess of fries, a small side dish of salsa, and an uncut bakery roll, and the catchup, mustard and hot pepper sauce in the containers on the table, and no napkins, even after I asked for one, for about twice the price of the McDonalds down the street that I didn't stay at because they didn't have Coke Zero (no calories or cafeine).  I confirmed the Chile GreyLines city tour I purchased  back in Des Moines for half a day Thursday, and then bought a whole day tour of Valporazo, the port city on the Pacific Ocean about 90 minutes west of here.  Then I will have half of Thursday and all day Friday to see some more of Santiago.   Think I will go out on the main drag in the opposite direction I took this morning on the way to the museum just to see what's there, before it gets dark (there my darling daughter, I am being careful).


First two pics are from the Pre-Columbian Museum in Santiago wooden carved statues showing the Polynesian influence on the mainland.  (Easter Island is off shore quite a way and has been part of Chile since 1888, but the islanders became citizens in the 1960's.  The 'neckless' is the Incan writing system, but experts differ if the knots on the strings are writing or only accounting, the knots have as yet not been deciffered.  The are grouped in tens, one string then has ten strings hanging from the first one.   They were worn-carried around the neck like a neckless.  And again the pedestrian streets crowded, and with street sellers of everything located everywhere.   Not too many pictures tonight because the download time is slower than a small crawling on sandpaper, and the internet only works on the second floor 'lobby'.   More after Valporazo tomarrow.

Monday, April 11, 2016

Santiago, city tour, city impressions

Three pm, a little late for typical lunch time in Santiago, finished my city tour, and I am at a Chilian Restaurante that was recommended by the hotel desk senorita.  Very nice, gonna have a typical Chilian dinner, and Chilian kunstmann beer.  Not very hoppy.  The dinner has beef, the rest will be a surprise.  There is a huge 'rock' in the middle of the city, we'd call it a stand-a-lone mountain, away from the rest of the Andes chain of mountains to the east and the coastal mountains between us and the ocean to the west in between which is Chile's central valley, in which Santiago sits.  Santiago has about 8 million people, and like Buneos Aires, Lima and Cusco, is packed with cars, busses, trucks, and tourist vans.  It is a very comfortable 70 degrees, with an occasional breeze.  The sidewalks since eight am this morning are teaming with walkers, everywhere.  Dinner's arrived, we'd call it a pot pie.  Will continue after lunch.   Forty five minutes later, l've eaten the pot pie, which came in an earthen ware pot, seven inches across, and four + inches deep.  A corn bread type golden brown crust across the top, and the insides were beef stew bits, but they were the size of my finger nail, not the two inch pieces of stew beef we get from the Hyvee.  Then there were mashed corn bits as a primary ingredient, black olives-with pits, a chicken leg on bone, egg both scrambled and hard boiled, and a few greeny veggies.  Was good.  Now desert has arrived, six inches tall, six alternating layers of pale colored pastery, Carmel sauce dribbling down the sides, strawberries a top of whipped cream on the side.  More after I eat this desert.  It was served cool, the white layer was slightly crunchy, the yellowish layer was like a frosting, and was quite sweet.  Ate half, the rest is in a plastic bag ready to go.  My check just arrived:
pastel de choclo.                          $8,500
Kunstmann sin filtar.                 $2,900
Agua S/gas.                                   $1,800
Gotta merengue/lucuma.          $3,200
Total a pagar.                            $16,400

Now remember there are about 690 pesos to the dollar, so it's not so bad, and with the tip of 10% written right on the bill it's $18,040.  Going to go and walk off these calories, so more tonite.
Walked quite awhile, architecture amazing, so many unique buildings.




SANTIAGO BUILDINGS,  expand pics so can see better, price of one Snickers bar, presidential changing of the guard.

The city tour except for, 'the rock' was of the downtown area of older buildings, many government buildings, parks and squares.  My tour of South America is over tomorrow after breakfast, but I am staying in Santiago four more days at a different hotel which is located in the downtown-old area of Santiago, so since I just got just got a brief taste today, I'll comment more in the upcoming days when I can walk around and see them in detail. After my additional days in Santiago I am off to the Falkland Is!ands, which I have to wait four days until my once a week flight leaves from here to there.  Bye for tonight!

Saturday, April 9, 2016

Off the ship, now in Chile, Punta Arenas(Sandy Point), feet tired,had walked the town with two couples fromNYC whomI'd met in the airport in Buenos Aires waiting for the flight and it had just turned 4am.  Then we were at the same hotel in Ushuaia , and again aboard ship  we were assigned to the same table on the ship's dining room..  I really like this Berg, it's about 300,000 people, a great downtown with the city square across the street, in the middle of the square is a combination statue with Magillian on the top, I think, and native American guys on both sides of statue, but one level down; one of these fellows, I've heard about several times, cause his leg & foot are hanging down from on high, and tradition says that if one kisses or rubs his big toe, the kisser (or toe rubber) gets good luck for the next year.  I rubbed it vigorously, so here's hoping.

We left the dock about 6:30 PM, just as it was getting dark, got into our assigned cabins--really nice, spacious, and immaculately clean, when it was time for the first of 10 meals.  I won't make you drool, but you really should, every thing was soooo good, and there were always choices.   Uuummmmm! I ate too much sorry VA folks reading this but they made me do it, I simply couldn't say no. Marcia, the deserts were very similar to those grandma made.   Uuummmmmm, again.   I forgot, didn't have time to check my blood, but once inbetween meals it was a not great, but OK 125.   I only get breakfasts includedfor the foreseeable future so I'll be in control of choices, and will be morecareful.  Promise.  I did get to Cape Horn, the most southern piece of rock anywhere round the world, except Antarctica.  Every time we left the ship (and we left four times) we had to don our winter gear, waterproof  outfit on top of that, topped off with the life preserver.  So we sort of waddled instead of walking.  The next step in leaving the ship, is to get our instructions from the crew, in at least two, but often four languages (Spanish first, English was often next, then  Portuguese, and something else.  We English speakers were usually in the fourth deck lounge, the Spanish folks were in the fifth deck lounge, as well as the Germans, Romanians, Portuguese, and and the French speakers.  It was truly amazing how many languages various members of the crew spoke.  The guy who I had as a guide several times spoke Spanish, English and Russian.  And he was so funny, and knowledgeable too.  Well the next step is to get 13 tourists into the zodiacs safely.  Which we did , no one fell into the drink.  The guides were strict, and safety conscious,  we were all understanding and obeyed, except when we forgot a step here or there.  The worst weather was at cape Horn itself.  I heard that we had 6 to 8  foot swells on the way to Cap e Horn from the ship, the worst weather on the first trip.    The prior trip to ours th landing at Cape Horn was cancelled, due to unsafe weather conditions.  So we all tried to be good solders and followed directions, just so we could a?ctually go to Cape Horn.  When we got to the island it was raining gently, so we started climbing the the first of seemingly a million stairs, I must have counted each stair more than once, for the actual number of stairs was dramatically less.  On the half mile or more climb to the top was accomplished by enduring wind, WIND, and then some really strong gusts of wind that almost knocked us over.  And it rained harder, the sleetfelt like bee-bee shot on my face.  When I finally got to the top it was sleeting and gusting  so hard it was hard to stand to have someone else take your picture to prove you were there but I have the pic. I had my camera out, and took maybe 50 pictures,but I 'd forgotten to charge my tablet, so no blog  pics of Cape Horn, but I can prove I was there when I get back home in Iowa and show you my camera shots, maybe my computer geek son, said as a complement Brian, can figure out how to get my camera pics of Cape Horn posted on my tablet blog then.  So be patient, I was a top Cape Horn and saw the Atlantic and Pacific merge together.    Woopie!!!!! Another bucket list item accomplished.  It was astonishing to just be there.

We made three other zodiac trips, two we went ashore, the third we watched sea lions from just feet away from them frolicking in the water and ashore.  I'll post those, and some zodiac pics too.  Another trip ashore we took the zodiacs to an island and climbed a mountantous hill or a hilly sized mountain.  From the top we could see a toy ship way down below, swinging around on it's anchor in the currents of the oceanic bay below.  The climb wasn't as hard as the climb to Muchupicchu, but I was winded and had to rest quite often, but I made it all the way up.  The last trip. I 'll describe was one of the most interesting, except for Cape Horn, it was the excursion to the base of a glassier.  The  cragg's were various shades of blue.  It is a huge glacier, and it winds around the mountain where you can't see most of itfrom thIe bottom, I had not anticiapted how much I would enjoy this leg of my trip, but I wouldn't have missed it.

 See the pics I have on the tablet:



I really do not know what's up but I can't find tons of pics I know I took on the tablet.    I didn't erase them, but I can't find them.  I'll look on my camera later, damn!!!!!!

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

It is Wednesday morning, checkout was 10am, pickup to go to the ship is 10:45,so we are cooling our heals til then.  Yesterday we landed in Ushusuia (U. Sue E A) tour guide met us at the airport entrance, with the tour company name and each of our names.  And surprise as each party booked their tours each booking had its separate guide.  I booked as a single, so had my own guide, the others had couple, two couples, and one more single.  And we'd meet here and there during the next four hour tour of the national park of Terra del Flago.   The mountains to the north, West and South are Chile, but we are in Argentina.   After the tour we met again at the same hotel.  There are two main streets, San Martin and Maipu.  Ran across the same names in BA.  The first is the Father of Argentina (and Peru & Chile)  the second is a major battle for independence.   Ate at small restaurant, OK.... The are about 60,000 people plus a significant number of illegals.  Walked the town for about  four hours  & went to the main museum. til 7:30 PM.  The museum is in the old prison, which was the reason for founding this town, just as USA was sometime after the pilgrims, and Australia.  Then the town grew on it's own thereafter, with tax free industry...   Are a lot of shops, many based n tourism and sports.  Hiking in the summer, down hill skying in the winter.  There is some fishing, and a lot of freight in & out of the port, including almost all food, as it is too cold to grow much here other than potatoes, lettuce...cold weather crops.  Slept well  in nice hotel ina suite with living room-kitchen, bedroom &bath.  Scandivan in style.  After breakfast we had to go to the tourist office and register to get aboard the ship, because when we get offe we will be in Chile, Punta Arenas.  After the check in I went back to the museum.  It is a star shaped building with jail cells onboth sides of each hallway with a different  exhibit in each cell.  Some





are well done, others it seems they were trying  fill up some exhibit in every cell.  Sure we're a huge number of ships that sank in the various waterways around here.  Stopped in a small sandwich shop and had a ham n cheese... 65 pecos.  Sounds like a lot of money, til you remember to divide by 15.a little more than 4 $ US.    It's cold, but my  sweater and jacket are in my suitcase  and I don't rejoin them for another 90 minutes.  I'm in our hotel, or it was my hotel before I checked out this morning, but it is nice and warm.  ........captions :  me in jail "at the end of the world, how well dressed prisoners pose for their pictures,the museum jail, next two pics are of the 1982 war memorial for those who died in the IslesMelvanes war (Falkland Island war),  it rained last night and this morning here in town, but a few feet higher it was the second snow of the coming winter.

Monday, April 4, 2016

It is getting late, tomarrow--is fast approaching.  The tour guide will be here in five hours at 3 am, to take me to the domestic airport, it is a lot closer to hotel than international airport.  Plane leaves at 5am, and lands in Terra del Flago before 9am so will have a full day there.  Then I cruise the Straits of Magillian.  Suitcases all packed.  Good nite!

Argentina, Buenos Aires

Well, It'sMonday and I'm still catching up on  events since my computer snafu, first day in Bueous Aires  I walked around the neighborhood.  Like Lima BA has many walking streets, which have huge  numbers of people on them, some strolling some walking with great purpose .  Many other sidewalks on other streets are not in good repair, with missing tiles, chunks of concrete missingin some places piles of garbage waiting pickup, flats of delivered merchandise waiting brought into the stores, rows of motorcycles parked on 3foot wide sidewalks, so folks are zig-zaging around all this stuff, but on the walking only streets it's clear all over, but for art, small fenced plantings, and people meeting friends , and hanging together in groups.  It's a comfortable feeling on the walking streets, while regular streets in the old-original downtown area are a zig zag by situation.  In the newer area, sidewalks  aren't any different than ours.  But I do like the congestion, fully populated older BA. It is so interesting.  Went to a tango performance - dinner combo.  The whole show  was just like the movie or other exerpts I've seen, but more  dramatic.  All the dancers are real athletics .... So vigorous.  One young guy I swear is Johnny Carson's grand or great grand son, a spitting image.who were in their twenty and thirties, even his gestures...  The male and female singers were older than the dancers,  one probably in his 40's.?  Earlier my monograms tour host brought me on a personalized tour of the city,, since I was the only one  scheduled  at this time.  She was very personable, proud of her city.  She is a professional dancer, who moonlights with Southameican Tours it was nice having a one to one.tour.  Well that was yesterday, today is my free day, so I slept til I wok e up at 9:30 had slow breakfast, went from place to place  to figure out my computer tablet.  One fella at about the third store got rid of the language which I or any of the other people couldn't identify. That language would come up whenever I would hit a drop down screen, while the main content was nicely in English.  It is really amusing to try to communicate when the computer guy, and I don't come close to understanding each other.  But I think it is resolved, finally.  Got the blog to accept me in again as the author...  Now all I need to have resolved is to be able to see what I am typing, especially when trying to fix mistakes, so that's why sometimes say to my self, well that's good enough, they,'ll understand so I just leave the error alone.  Placing the cursor at exactly the right spot so I can go back to fix something is frustrating.   Well that is the last of computer problems, I'm gonna oto try to just talk about the trip.  In walking from store to store I  went many blocks in several directions as the previous store person would direct me to someone else who could help me.  Say their George Washington monument, same style, butbwith the various people who were responsible for Argentina'svindependence, went past their pink Palace (our White House) but in pink, and I think it is where the president works, he lives in an official residence in the suburbs. i learned that the building was pink because cow blood was mixed into the morter, but now a days it is regular pink paint that maintains the  tradition of pink.  Yesterday after the tour the tour director encouraged me to stroll thru their art fair, craft, antiques, food Street fair.  I bet it was thirty blocks long with some enlargements when the street hit an intersection or square, then it would expand.  Had lunch, snack, and purchased a a man's shoulder bag for my tablet, and today I got a screen saver to prevent screen scratches.




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The tango dancers, the street fair, colorful buildings--the one that's blue white and maroon with three figures on it's face, the middle one I's Eva Peron, had a good picture of the Duerte family moseulem were she is burried--but it is stored somewhere in the either????, the tree is four hundred years old plus and has steel posts holding up extended heavy branches tthis one is a statue the others are steel posts, the big building is the Colon (Columbus) Theater.  The soldiers guard  the grave ofe of San Martin which is in the church headed by Papa (Pope) Francis before he became pope, San Martin is the e Father of Argentina, and Peru and Chili, who asked for his help after he freed Argentina from Spain, he went and helped the other two become free also.   The three statues represent Argentina, Chilli and Peru, he also helped Equidor, but did. Please excuse the spelling, typo's, etc.  Cant see what Im typing, gotta getbthat fixed next.    N't succeed then so no statue for Equidor.

After being without a computer, hopefully I can post again.

I hope I can post again but my keyboard covers up what I am typing, but a least I can type, be it so very slowly .  It was my fault, I put my tablet down on the counter, took out my wallet to pay for a Nick-nack put my wallet away picked up my new package and left the store.  A couple of minutes later I looked at my hands  and suddenly realized I wasn't carrying my computer tablet......  That was Wednesday in Lima, Peru.  The next day Thursday I visited the Nazac Lines four hours south of Lima by Van.  I took pics with my camera, and the four trip south turned out to be a little over six hours coming back.  The van over heated, areplaccement van was called for, we waited in a restaurant and a half hour later we were on our way.  Back in Lima the van dropped me off at Rippleys a department store several folks recommended.  I purchased a Lenovo tablet, developed by IBM and owned and built by the Chinese , as aren-t most other computers?  I really like the keyboard   but it covers up what I'm typing,  .   Friday at 5am I left the hotel for BUENOS Aires.   The tour group which had the van break down gave me a free ride to the airport.... a$50 value I was grateful for, .  I arrived in BA about 3:30 PM after a four hour flight, and a two hour time change.