April 11, 2014 - Friday - our last day
BOTTOM LINE:
Punta del este, Montevideo, Buenos Aires, Lima, Los Angeles.
NOTEWORTHY:
20 hours of traveling, great service on LAN airlines, Very happy to be land in L.A. and so grateful for the opportunity to spend time getting immersed in new cultures and adventurous journeys.
BACKSTORY:
Headed back to the USA. The day was long starting with our drive back to Montevideo to return our rental car. Then we caught a short flight to Buenos Aires where we stayed for three hours. Our next flight to Santiago was about two hours. In Santiago we had another lengthy layover before leaving for Lima. Much to our surprise that flight took three hours. Our layover in Lima was one hour where we had to stay on the aircraft while they cleaned and loaded new passengers. Our flight onto Los Angeles took about nine hours, arriving at 8am on Saturday.
We are so very grateful to God for this two month adventure. We experienced incredible diversity in Chile, Argentina and Uruguay...visiting small, lazy coastal communities in Chile, seeing breath taking views of volcanoes, crossing the Andes Mountains six times, seeing towns influenced by Bavaria, Spain and Italy, witnessing the grandeur of glacial flows, mountain spires, thundering water falls, expansive wetlands, and ocean beaches. Seeing animals, insects and birds in their natural habitat being threatened by mans destructive deforestation and poaching strengthened our resolve to help in some way.
The people of South America that we met were gentle, polite, welcoming and as curious of us as we were of them. Anyone that spoke of the US did so with respect for our countries efforts in worldwide peace and freedom.
We grew to understand that we are truly all connected through God. We could have easily been born into the slums of Santiago or to an indigenous family in Uruguay, but instead we were gifted a free life in the US with opportunities and choices.
Our memories of those less fortunate living with joy in the midst of poverty have made an impact on our hearts...we could have been them. With that knowledge we have an even deeper compassion for all of Gods creation. We don't know what we don't know...but when we learn about lives in need beyond our comfortable homes, we have been given knowledge for a purpose. We are not certain where our knowledge will take us or what we are to do with it. We are certain however that the knowledge will be life changing and will undoubtedly have a ripple affect in our community.
We traveled in countries where few spoke English. At times it was isolating, but also a gift of quiet observation and deep reflection. We are excited to get home, reconnect and see how God will use our experiences/knowledge for his ultimate purpose...for his glory. We have been blessed beyond measure and are humbled to our core.
Friday, April 11, 2014
Thursday, April 10, 2014
April 10, 2014 - Thursday Solanas Resort, Uruguay
April 10, 2014 - Thursday. Punta del Estes
BOTTOM LINE:
Tennis, botanical garden, pack
NOTEWORTHY:
Today is our first born daughter, Kimberly Jean Gant's 33rd Birthday. Happy Birthday!!!
BACK STORY:
It was the first beautiful morning since our arrival so we decided to go rent equipment and play tennis. It has been a long time and even though we were both a bit rusty, it felt good to be outside playing again. We played for an hour which was long enough to break a sweat.
After cleaning up we headed to a botanical garden that was near the resort. The garden had been on a private estate. The wife wanted to plant a beautiful garden and although everyone thought that all of the plants that she wanted to plant would die in the climate, her husband humored her allowing her to order whatever she wanted.
Plans were made, holes were dug and trees, shrubs and flowers not native to the area were planted.the plants were tended and have multiplied by great numbers...in fact they thrived!
Our walk through the garden started by running back to the car to put mosquito repellant on! They were thick after the rain and were after anyone that entered their domain. Once we were lathered up we were able to walk and enjoy the scenery. We really did not see anything unusual and the garden seemed over grown and tangled.
We returned to our apartment to repack our suitcases and carry-ons for our trip back to the US.
BOTTOM LINE:
Tennis, botanical garden, pack
NOTEWORTHY:
Today is our first born daughter, Kimberly Jean Gant's 33rd Birthday. Happy Birthday!!!
BACK STORY:
It was the first beautiful morning since our arrival so we decided to go rent equipment and play tennis. It has been a long time and even though we were both a bit rusty, it felt good to be outside playing again. We played for an hour which was long enough to break a sweat.
After cleaning up we headed to a botanical garden that was near the resort. The garden had been on a private estate. The wife wanted to plant a beautiful garden and although everyone thought that all of the plants that she wanted to plant would die in the climate, her husband humored her allowing her to order whatever she wanted.
Plans were made, holes were dug and trees, shrubs and flowers not native to the area were planted.the plants were tended and have multiplied by great numbers...in fact they thrived!
Our walk through the garden started by running back to the car to put mosquito repellant on! They were thick after the rain and were after anyone that entered their domain. Once we were lathered up we were able to walk and enjoy the scenery. We really did not see anything unusual and the garden seemed over grown and tangled.
We returned to our apartment to repack our suitcases and carry-ons for our trip back to the US.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
April 9, 2014 - Wednesday. Solanas Resort, Uruguay
April 9, 2014 - Wednesday. Punta del Estes, Uruguay
BOTTOM LINE:
Exercise, walk the town, cinema
BACK STORY:
We felt so good after exercising yesterday that we decided to go for round #2!
While exercising today we met a man whose daughter had attended American University in DC majoring in communications like our daughter Leslie. It seems that with her in DC he decided to start up a gelato business. Ten years later he has expanded to six locations and believes that his gelato is the best in the WORLD! ...nothing wrong with thinking BIG!
He and his wife live in the resort six months a year (they have a house within the resort) and six months in Washington DC. He was very open in saying how completely safe it is in the US. I guess comparing it with Buenos Aires where he had spent most of his life, we understand.
After cleaning up we drove to the modern art museum of Carlos Veralo. The museum sits on the slope of a hill on the coast. The entire building is white stucco and is a modern art sculpture itself. It has been described as looking like a bunch of pizza ovens on a hill. At first I was curious, but after walking around...it's weird. The artist was friends with Picasso who greatly influenced his art. The colorful modern art pieces seemed to mainly be astrological in nature.
We then ventured into the city of Punta del Estes to walk around before it rained again. Again, the city had been described as an upscale French Rivera. There were a handful of high end clothing shops with the rest being souvenir and cafes. Once again our timing was off as most everything was closed.
There are very few things that this area are noted for. One is the giant sculpture of a hand coming out of the sand. It seems a number of years ago there was an art competition. A particular artist missed the entry deadline and by the time he applied there was no more room. Not to be discouraged, he appealed and asked if he might show his work at the beach. He was granted permission. His sculpture of the hand was to represent the dangers of the ocean. He won the competition and his art piece is the only one that is still standing...or grasping!
We grabbed a light dinner and headed to the cinema where we saw the English version of The a Grand a hotel in Budapest. I just have one question...did anyone see George Clooney during the shoot-out seen??? He had no credits but I swear it was him!
BOTTOM LINE:
Exercise, walk the town, cinema
BACK STORY:
We felt so good after exercising yesterday that we decided to go for round #2!
While exercising today we met a man whose daughter had attended American University in DC majoring in communications like our daughter Leslie. It seems that with her in DC he decided to start up a gelato business. Ten years later he has expanded to six locations and believes that his gelato is the best in the WORLD! ...nothing wrong with thinking BIG!
He and his wife live in the resort six months a year (they have a house within the resort) and six months in Washington DC. He was very open in saying how completely safe it is in the US. I guess comparing it with Buenos Aires where he had spent most of his life, we understand.
After cleaning up we drove to the modern art museum of Carlos Veralo. The museum sits on the slope of a hill on the coast. The entire building is white stucco and is a modern art sculpture itself. It has been described as looking like a bunch of pizza ovens on a hill. At first I was curious, but after walking around...it's weird. The artist was friends with Picasso who greatly influenced his art. The colorful modern art pieces seemed to mainly be astrological in nature.
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| Museum are the white buildings |
We then ventured into the city of Punta del Estes to walk around before it rained again. Again, the city had been described as an upscale French Rivera. There were a handful of high end clothing shops with the rest being souvenir and cafes. Once again our timing was off as most everything was closed.
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| Punta del Estes on horizon |
There are very few things that this area are noted for. One is the giant sculpture of a hand coming out of the sand. It seems a number of years ago there was an art competition. A particular artist missed the entry deadline and by the time he applied there was no more room. Not to be discouraged, he appealed and asked if he might show his work at the beach. He was granted permission. His sculpture of the hand was to represent the dangers of the ocean. He won the competition and his art piece is the only one that is still standing...or grasping!
We grabbed a light dinner and headed to the cinema where we saw the English version of The a Grand a hotel in Budapest. I just have one question...did anyone see George Clooney during the shoot-out seen??? He had no credits but I swear it was him!
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
April 8, 2013-Tuesday. Solanas Resort, Uruguay
APRIL 8, 2014 - Tuesday. Punta del Estes, Uruguay
BOTTOM LINE:
Exercise, mall, dinner
NOTEWORTHY:
We're celebrating our 36th anniversary today!
BACK STORY:
The day was another rainy day and we're both having to lift each other up with humor. There is not much to do here and we're both in a holding pattern to go home. Soooo to get the endorphins going we decided to go to the resort's gym and work out! Good move!
The gym actually is one of the best parts of the resort. The equipment was new, operating and the room had good air circulation. We were there for an hour before putting up the umbrella and running back to our apartment.
Trying to think of things to do that would be inside, we decided to find the shopping mall. We spent a couple of hours walking around and window shopping. Nothing new to report on that scene.
We had eaten dinner at the resort restaurant for three nights and decided that we just couldn't do it again so under the recommendation of a resort worker we went to Media y MeDia (half food and half jazz). We arrived about 9pm and were the only people there for our hour and a half dining. Talk about personal attention! It seems that we are in the midst of off season. Two weeks from now during Easter/Spring break reservations will be needed each night of the week. Our experience in the area was entirely different than those visiting during season.
The food was excellent and well wishes from friends and loved ones on Facebook about our anniversary were greatly appreciated!
BOTTOM LINE:
Exercise, mall, dinner
NOTEWORTHY:
We're celebrating our 36th anniversary today!
BACK STORY:
The day was another rainy day and we're both having to lift each other up with humor. There is not much to do here and we're both in a holding pattern to go home. Soooo to get the endorphins going we decided to go to the resort's gym and work out! Good move!
The gym actually is one of the best parts of the resort. The equipment was new, operating and the room had good air circulation. We were there for an hour before putting up the umbrella and running back to our apartment.
Trying to think of things to do that would be inside, we decided to find the shopping mall. We spent a couple of hours walking around and window shopping. Nothing new to report on that scene.
We had eaten dinner at the resort restaurant for three nights and decided that we just couldn't do it again so under the recommendation of a resort worker we went to Media y MeDia (half food and half jazz). We arrived about 9pm and were the only people there for our hour and a half dining. Talk about personal attention! It seems that we are in the midst of off season. Two weeks from now during Easter/Spring break reservations will be needed each night of the week. Our experience in the area was entirely different than those visiting during season.
The food was excellent and well wishes from friends and loved ones on Facebook about our anniversary were greatly appreciated!
Monday, April 7, 2014
April 7, 2014 - Monday, Solanas Resort-Uruguay
April 7, 2014 - Monday. Punta del Estes, Uruguay
BOTTOM LINE:
Laundry
Ride to Rocha, Uruguay
NOTEWORTHY:
The only wildlife we saw today was a large tarantula spider crossing the road. We stopped for a close up picture as neither one of us has seen one "in the wild" in California.
BACK STORY:
At the risk of offending someone, we had to do some laundry. It wasn't that our clothes were terribly dirty, but having fabric enclosed in a suitcase with little air circulation, they begin to smell...and the smell is not necessarily a human smell.
We found a place in Maldonado that opened at 9am. We left our things at the Lavendaria and Maria said that they would be ready at 4pm for pick up. Two crates of clothes would cost $6.00 each!!! There were no "do-it-yourself" laundromats and if there were the cost of washing and drying plus soap would be way more expensive. We were happy for the service!
While the clothes were being taken care of, we ventured east along the coastline to the town of Rocha. At one point without warning, the road ended at a lagoon. There was a small ferry that could transport two cars at a time across the water. Luckily with high winds we chose not to take it and cut north to another highway. Later we found that the road on the other side of the lagoon never reconnected to the road we needed to take!
We found an information center outside the town of a Rocha about 1:15pm for the sole purpose of a restaurant recommendation...we were hungry. After being given a map with ink markings we wandered into the city "centro." Unfortunately our timing was off and businesses as well as restaurants were closing for siesta!
The town was old and quite impoverished, but the people were very friendly and helpful. There was nothing to do but head back to the highway and begin our return. Luckily we spotted a little place. We split a sandwich and were on our way.
The countryside of Uruguay was green with rolling hills. Cattle ranching and agricultural farming created a patchwork to the horizon. The roads were well paved and maintained. Grass was cut and there was no visible litter. There were no billboards and no graffiti. The ride was pleasant and before we knew it we were approaching Maldonado.
On the outskirts of Maldonado there was a rather large cluster of shantys in the lowlands near a river. With the rain that we had during the day, the area was muddy mess of wood, corrugated metal and cardboard layered together to create a dwelling. The dwellings were small one room boxes, but home. We guessed that it was an area claimed freely by indigenous people. It was a dark unwelcoming area...a place for residents only.
We found the laundry business with a nearby parking spot. When I completed parking a neon clad guard walked over. As I rolled down my window and recognized a man that we had met two days prior...a humorous man who had taught us the ropes of parking, we began laughing in unison! He backed up and waved knowing our communication with one another would be limited. We motioned to the laundry sign as he motioned for us to go. Five minutes later we emerged, put our things in the car and handed him a tip. He smiled and said, "thank you. Bye, Barbara!" He remembered my name! We pointed at one another and laughed again as we drove off.
What a treat to pick up our warm, clean, folded laundry. It was in two large clear plastic bags. Although we put it in the trunk of the car we could actually taste the soap that was used from inside the car. It was so pungent that when we got back to our apartment we opened the windows, opened the bags and hoped that the clothes would "de-gas." I have not doubt that there is enough residual soap in the clothes to run a load of laundry at home without adding any soap.
BOTTOM LINE:
Laundry
Ride to Rocha, Uruguay
NOTEWORTHY:
The only wildlife we saw today was a large tarantula spider crossing the road. We stopped for a close up picture as neither one of us has seen one "in the wild" in California.
BACK STORY:
At the risk of offending someone, we had to do some laundry. It wasn't that our clothes were terribly dirty, but having fabric enclosed in a suitcase with little air circulation, they begin to smell...and the smell is not necessarily a human smell.
We found a place in Maldonado that opened at 9am. We left our things at the Lavendaria and Maria said that they would be ready at 4pm for pick up. Two crates of clothes would cost $6.00 each!!! There were no "do-it-yourself" laundromats and if there were the cost of washing and drying plus soap would be way more expensive. We were happy for the service!
While the clothes were being taken care of, we ventured east along the coastline to the town of Rocha. At one point without warning, the road ended at a lagoon. There was a small ferry that could transport two cars at a time across the water. Luckily with high winds we chose not to take it and cut north to another highway. Later we found that the road on the other side of the lagoon never reconnected to the road we needed to take!
We found an information center outside the town of a Rocha about 1:15pm for the sole purpose of a restaurant recommendation...we were hungry. After being given a map with ink markings we wandered into the city "centro." Unfortunately our timing was off and businesses as well as restaurants were closing for siesta!
The town was old and quite impoverished, but the people were very friendly and helpful. There was nothing to do but head back to the highway and begin our return. Luckily we spotted a little place. We split a sandwich and were on our way.
The countryside of Uruguay was green with rolling hills. Cattle ranching and agricultural farming created a patchwork to the horizon. The roads were well paved and maintained. Grass was cut and there was no visible litter. There were no billboards and no graffiti. The ride was pleasant and before we knew it we were approaching Maldonado.
On the outskirts of Maldonado there was a rather large cluster of shantys in the lowlands near a river. With the rain that we had during the day, the area was muddy mess of wood, corrugated metal and cardboard layered together to create a dwelling. The dwellings were small one room boxes, but home. We guessed that it was an area claimed freely by indigenous people. It was a dark unwelcoming area...a place for residents only.
We found the laundry business with a nearby parking spot. When I completed parking a neon clad guard walked over. As I rolled down my window and recognized a man that we had met two days prior...a humorous man who had taught us the ropes of parking, we began laughing in unison! He backed up and waved knowing our communication with one another would be limited. We motioned to the laundry sign as he motioned for us to go. Five minutes later we emerged, put our things in the car and handed him a tip. He smiled and said, "thank you. Bye, Barbara!" He remembered my name! We pointed at one another and laughed again as we drove off.
What a treat to pick up our warm, clean, folded laundry. It was in two large clear plastic bags. Although we put it in the trunk of the car we could actually taste the soap that was used from inside the car. It was so pungent that when we got back to our apartment we opened the windows, opened the bags and hoped that the clothes would "de-gas." I have not doubt that there is enough residual soap in the clothes to run a load of laundry at home without adding any soap.
Sunday, April 6, 2014
April 6, 2014 - Sunday, Solanos resort, Uruguay
April 6, 2014 - Sunday, Punta Del Este, Uruguay
BOTTOM LINE:
Solanas Resort
NOTEWORTHY:
Punte del Este is a combination of the best and worst parts of Miami Beach and Palm Beach Florida (plus gambling).
BACK STORY:
With another rainy day, we chose to go on a coastal ride west of our resort. We wound our way through the twisty coastline, snooping and sneaking peaks at weekend homes of the wealthy from Buenos Aires. Many of the homes were Mediterranean stucco exterior with Spanish influences in arches and and tile roofs. Others were minimalist or contemporary using glass, rock, metal and concrete. Thatched rolled roofs on cottages resembling homes in Holland were seen frequently. Some thatched roofs had so much moss and grass on them that they needed to be mowed! ...all different and distinct in their own form.
The beaches to the west were lovely having a pale tan color. With the beaches on the Parana River there were very low waves. The European influences were not limited to architectural style. We came across a "Playa Naturalistico." ...a nude beach with a list of rules including "no fornication or sexual acts on the beach!" Gotta keep it clean!
As we drove we went through the communities of San Francisco Beach, San Carlos, and finally Paropolis. There we found the gold nugget of seafood restaurants..."Parador" a family owned jewel set on the beach and having best ratings on Trip Advisor for consecutive years. The place had no frills and was packed with local people who knew of its local reputation. We settled on splitting a plate of fried calamari and a salad made of prawns, hearts of Palm, tomatoes and pineapple. Both were delicious.
The next town had a lookout point resting high on a hill, sharing space with a lighthouse. We have come to observe that in any populated area there are "parking guards" to assist drivers. These guards wear neon vests and have laminated government issued licenses dangling from their necks on a lanyard. They help drivers find parking spaces, give them a 90 minute free parking pass to place on their dash and then hold out their hands for a tip. We aren't certain if they are paid a wage or just make the tip.
After enjoying the view we headed back to the resort. The local roads were once again filled with mopeds, motorcycles, bicycles, pedestrians and vehicles. The majority of the cars in the rural areas are quite old and tend to have rust holes and spew pollutants into the air.
The government of Uruguay controls the gas stations. Ancap is the name of the largest gas station. Prices are fixed by the government so there are no signs advertising the prices. $6.00 per gallon is the going rate. Workers at the stations pump the gas and wash windows for their customers. With prices that high, we understand why two wheels modes of transportation are so popular!
BOTTOM LINE:
Solanas Resort
NOTEWORTHY:
Punte del Este is a combination of the best and worst parts of Miami Beach and Palm Beach Florida (plus gambling).
BACK STORY:
With another rainy day, we chose to go on a coastal ride west of our resort. We wound our way through the twisty coastline, snooping and sneaking peaks at weekend homes of the wealthy from Buenos Aires. Many of the homes were Mediterranean stucco exterior with Spanish influences in arches and and tile roofs. Others were minimalist or contemporary using glass, rock, metal and concrete. Thatched rolled roofs on cottages resembling homes in Holland were seen frequently. Some thatched roofs had so much moss and grass on them that they needed to be mowed! ...all different and distinct in their own form.
The beaches to the west were lovely having a pale tan color. With the beaches on the Parana River there were very low waves. The European influences were not limited to architectural style. We came across a "Playa Naturalistico." ...a nude beach with a list of rules including "no fornication or sexual acts on the beach!" Gotta keep it clean!
As we drove we went through the communities of San Francisco Beach, San Carlos, and finally Paropolis. There we found the gold nugget of seafood restaurants..."Parador" a family owned jewel set on the beach and having best ratings on Trip Advisor for consecutive years. The place had no frills and was packed with local people who knew of its local reputation. We settled on splitting a plate of fried calamari and a salad made of prawns, hearts of Palm, tomatoes and pineapple. Both were delicious.
The next town had a lookout point resting high on a hill, sharing space with a lighthouse. We have come to observe that in any populated area there are "parking guards" to assist drivers. These guards wear neon vests and have laminated government issued licenses dangling from their necks on a lanyard. They help drivers find parking spaces, give them a 90 minute free parking pass to place on their dash and then hold out their hands for a tip. We aren't certain if they are paid a wage or just make the tip.
After enjoying the view we headed back to the resort. The local roads were once again filled with mopeds, motorcycles, bicycles, pedestrians and vehicles. The majority of the cars in the rural areas are quite old and tend to have rust holes and spew pollutants into the air.
The government of Uruguay controls the gas stations. Ancap is the name of the largest gas station. Prices are fixed by the government so there are no signs advertising the prices. $6.00 per gallon is the going rate. Workers at the stations pump the gas and wash windows for their customers. With prices that high, we understand why two wheels modes of transportation are so popular!
Saturday, April 5, 2014
April 5, 2014 - Saturday, Solanas resort, Uruguay
April 5, 2014 - Saturday Punta Del Estes, Uruguay
BOTTOM LINE:
Solanas Resort
NOTEWORTHY:
By coming here after the season was over we found the crowds were gone but so was the fun and excitement.
BACK STORY:
Waking up this morning we had daylight to clearly see our unit. It was old, worn and dirty. There was a fist size hole in the bottom wooden frame of our bedroom sliding glass door. Termites had destroyed the door. There was no weather stripping around the front door so there was a light gap all around the door. The stove had a rusty hole in the front. The refrigerator rocked when the door was opened. There is no door on the freezer section of the refrigerator. These are not acceptable standards of the US...BUT, we are not in the US! So, we chose to air to the positive and not be critical. We are thankful for our opportunity of visiting this area and having a roof over our heads.
Tourist brochures and comments by locals painted the picture of the Punta Del Estes area as being comparable to the French Riviera where celebrities vacation, where shopping is like Rodeo Drive and the beaches and water clarity are like Hawaii!
We left our resort excited to go explore. The town of Maldinado was on the way to Punta Estes and large enough to walk around in.
Perhaps it was the rainy weather that put a damper on things, but we found the area depressing. There were three public beaches with brownish sand. The rest of the coast was rock. There was a lot of resort/hotel construction going on including plans for a "Trump Tower" by Donald. The building gave hope for growth. Unfortunately most of the existing buildings had fallen into ill repair and were boarded up or simply abandoned. Graffiti was everywhere.
We will return on another day to check out restaurants and shopping.
BOTTOM LINE:
Solanas Resort
NOTEWORTHY:
By coming here after the season was over we found the crowds were gone but so was the fun and excitement.
BACK STORY:
Waking up this morning we had daylight to clearly see our unit. It was old, worn and dirty. There was a fist size hole in the bottom wooden frame of our bedroom sliding glass door. Termites had destroyed the door. There was no weather stripping around the front door so there was a light gap all around the door. The stove had a rusty hole in the front. The refrigerator rocked when the door was opened. There is no door on the freezer section of the refrigerator. These are not acceptable standards of the US...BUT, we are not in the US! So, we chose to air to the positive and not be critical. We are thankful for our opportunity of visiting this area and having a roof over our heads.
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| Living space |
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| Kitchen |
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| Bedroom |
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| Exterior bedroom door |
Tourist brochures and comments by locals painted the picture of the Punta Del Estes area as being comparable to the French Riviera where celebrities vacation, where shopping is like Rodeo Drive and the beaches and water clarity are like Hawaii!
We left our resort excited to go explore. The town of Maldinado was on the way to Punta Estes and large enough to walk around in.
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| Uruguay flag |
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| Center of Maldinado |
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| church in town square |
Perhaps it was the rainy weather that put a damper on things, but we found the area depressing. There were three public beaches with brownish sand. The rest of the coast was rock. There was a lot of resort/hotel construction going on including plans for a "Trump Tower" by Donald. The building gave hope for growth. Unfortunately most of the existing buildings had fallen into ill repair and were boarded up or simply abandoned. Graffiti was everywhere.
We will return on another day to check out restaurants and shopping.
Friday, April 4, 2014
April 4, 2014 - Friday. Punta Estes, Uruguay
April 4, 2014 - Friday
BOTTOM LINE:
Flew from Buenos Aires, Argentina to Montevideo, Uruguay
NOTEWORTHY:
Uruguay is one of the most "developed" countries in South America...Clean and organized, low crime, little corruption, legalized pot and prostitution.
BACK STORY:
Leaving our lovely Hotel Mitico in Buenos Aires we headed to the airport to catch a short thirty minute flight to Montevideo, Uruguay. We were a bit apprehensive about our next destination because most Trip Advisor comments about the RCI resort were very unfavorable noting poor conditions and cleanliness! Bruce and I figured that if the place was better than the hostels in New Zealand it would be fine.
The flight went quickly as did the customs of Uruguay. We planned to rent a car and have the flexibility and freedom of day trips. The resort was quite a ways out of town.
We picked up our little Chevy and headed northeast to Punta Del Estes. The drive took about one and a half hours. The highway was paved, in good shape and had two lanes in each direction. We shared the road with bicycles, pedestrians and mopeds all of which hugged the right side of the shoulder.
Punta Del Estes is on a peninsula in the Parana River...the same river that Buenos Aires is on but closer to the Atlantic Ocean. Being closer to the Atlantic, we were hopeful that the water and beaches would be as pristine as the tourist brochures advertised.
We arrived in the dark and were escorted to our unit. We were shown three units before we found one that was acceptable and free of bugs! We left our things and headed to a "supermercado" near the resort for a few provisions. Prices were high and selections were limited so we bought a small box of cereal for $8 and milk to get us through breakfast. Luckily there was a restaurant at the resort where we could eat dinner before returning to our unit to unpack.
BOTTOM LINE:
Flew from Buenos Aires, Argentina to Montevideo, Uruguay
NOTEWORTHY:
Uruguay is one of the most "developed" countries in South America...Clean and organized, low crime, little corruption, legalized pot and prostitution.
BACK STORY:
Leaving our lovely Hotel Mitico in Buenos Aires we headed to the airport to catch a short thirty minute flight to Montevideo, Uruguay. We were a bit apprehensive about our next destination because most Trip Advisor comments about the RCI resort were very unfavorable noting poor conditions and cleanliness! Bruce and I figured that if the place was better than the hostels in New Zealand it would be fine.
The flight went quickly as did the customs of Uruguay. We planned to rent a car and have the flexibility and freedom of day trips. The resort was quite a ways out of town.
We picked up our little Chevy and headed northeast to Punta Del Estes. The drive took about one and a half hours. The highway was paved, in good shape and had two lanes in each direction. We shared the road with bicycles, pedestrians and mopeds all of which hugged the right side of the shoulder.
Punta Del Estes is on a peninsula in the Parana River...the same river that Buenos Aires is on but closer to the Atlantic Ocean. Being closer to the Atlantic, we were hopeful that the water and beaches would be as pristine as the tourist brochures advertised.
We arrived in the dark and were escorted to our unit. We were shown three units before we found one that was acceptable and free of bugs! We left our things and headed to a "supermercado" near the resort for a few provisions. Prices were high and selections were limited so we bought a small box of cereal for $8 and milk to get us through breakfast. Luckily there was a restaurant at the resort where we could eat dinner before returning to our unit to unpack.
Thursday, April 3, 2014
April 3, 2014 - Thursday. Buenos Aires, Argentina
APRIL 3, 2014 - Thursday, Buenos Aires, Argentina
BOTTOM LINE:
Walked to the Botanical Gardens, US Embassy and Zoo
NOTEWORTHY:
BACK STORY:
We both woke up thankful that we got to sleep in and not be rushed off for another tour. Having a leisurely breakfast was a pleasant way to begin the day.
In mid morning we took off to walk down to the Botanical Gardens and National Zoo. The streets were busy and seemed safe. The distance was about eight city blocks. The streets seemed clean, but again the graffiti splattered on historical buildings was appalling. It stole the enjoyable character of the buildings and neighborhood. Not only graffiti littered the area, but there apparently was no doggie do-do pick-up city ordinance. We dodged piles of poop all along the Botanical park fence line. We could not find the entrance so we walked down to the US Embassy and over to the business offices. I attempted to take a picture of the Embassy sign. A guard yelled out, "Senora, NO!" and waved his finger at me. Glad for the security, but a bit embarrassing!
Cutting back to our street we came across the only entry into the free Botanical Garden. I mentioned to Bruce that our criticism of cleanliness and upkeep of parks, zoos etc is based on US standards which are pretty high. I don't want my "normal" to become critical but where's the pride??? I didn't even want to consider going to the zoo for fear of seeing poorly cared for animals. The Botanical Garden had one entrance to control the entering and exiting of people. I'm not quite certain what they are trying to protect inside the gates. Although plants were labeled, many were mislabeled and the park was very untidy.
We took the time to walk and identify some plants. One of the sweetest things that I witnessed was a well dressed elderly woman who walked up to a large tree and hugged it! I didn't want to intrude so when she finished I said, " very nice." She came over and said that she like the exchange of energy! Gotta love it!
For our last night in Buenos Aires we went to have grilled meat at Mingo's one more time with a glass of red wine...a nice end to our Argentina visit!
BOTTOM LINE:
Walked to the Botanical Gardens, US Embassy and Zoo
NOTEWORTHY:
BACK STORY:
We both woke up thankful that we got to sleep in and not be rushed off for another tour. Having a leisurely breakfast was a pleasant way to begin the day.
In mid morning we took off to walk down to the Botanical Gardens and National Zoo. The streets were busy and seemed safe. The distance was about eight city blocks. The streets seemed clean, but again the graffiti splattered on historical buildings was appalling. It stole the enjoyable character of the buildings and neighborhood. Not only graffiti littered the area, but there apparently was no doggie do-do pick-up city ordinance. We dodged piles of poop all along the Botanical park fence line. We could not find the entrance so we walked down to the US Embassy and over to the business offices. I attempted to take a picture of the Embassy sign. A guard yelled out, "Senora, NO!" and waved his finger at me. Glad for the security, but a bit embarrassing!
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| US Embassy |
Cutting back to our street we came across the only entry into the free Botanical Garden. I mentioned to Bruce that our criticism of cleanliness and upkeep of parks, zoos etc is based on US standards which are pretty high. I don't want my "normal" to become critical but where's the pride??? I didn't even want to consider going to the zoo for fear of seeing poorly cared for animals. The Botanical Garden had one entrance to control the entering and exiting of people. I'm not quite certain what they are trying to protect inside the gates. Although plants were labeled, many were mislabeled and the park was very untidy.
We took the time to walk and identify some plants. One of the sweetest things that I witnessed was a well dressed elderly woman who walked up to a large tree and hugged it! I didn't want to intrude so when she finished I said, " very nice." She came over and said that she like the exchange of energy! Gotta love it!
For our last night in Buenos Aires we went to have grilled meat at Mingo's one more time with a glass of red wine...a nice end to our Argentina visit!
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
April 2, 2014 - Buenos Aires, Argentina
April 2, 2014 - Wednesday, Buenos Aires, Argentina
BOTTOM LINE:
Lazy morning or catch-up
Walked around our neighborhood
NOTEWORTHY:
Happy Birthday Debbie Carpenter!
BACK STORY:
April 2nd in Argentina was a holiday, not in a celebratory sense, but as a day of remembrance for those who died in the Falkland Island War of 1976. Locals now refer to it as "The Stupid War." None the less, British tourists were cautioned in not speaking publicly, especially in areas of demonstrations.
We decided to sleep in and just keep to the greater Palermo SoHo district, visiting anything that we could walk too. We walked for four hours, looking through shops and stopping to share a burger and a beer before returning to the hotel.
We had interest in taking the ferry to Colonia Sacramento on Thursday, but when we began looking into ferry reservations, crossing a border, paying taxes, having to do a money exchange in Uruguay, we decided to bag the idea. We didn't need any more travel stress.
We enjoyed an evening of reading and watching an English speaking TV station in our room...simple pleasures.
BOTTOM LINE:
Lazy morning or catch-up
Walked around our neighborhood
NOTEWORTHY:
Happy Birthday Debbie Carpenter!
BACK STORY:
April 2nd in Argentina was a holiday, not in a celebratory sense, but as a day of remembrance for those who died in the Falkland Island War of 1976. Locals now refer to it as "The Stupid War." None the less, British tourists were cautioned in not speaking publicly, especially in areas of demonstrations.
We decided to sleep in and just keep to the greater Palermo SoHo district, visiting anything that we could walk too. We walked for four hours, looking through shops and stopping to share a burger and a beer before returning to the hotel.
We had interest in taking the ferry to Colonia Sacramento on Thursday, but when we began looking into ferry reservations, crossing a border, paying taxes, having to do a money exchange in Uruguay, we decided to bag the idea. We didn't need any more travel stress.
We enjoyed an evening of reading and watching an English speaking TV station in our room...simple pleasures.
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| robbery news |
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| local business |
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| Children's Art Museum |
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| afternoon drink at sidewalk cafe |
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
April 1, 2014 - Iguazu to Buenos Aires, Argentina
April 1, 2014 - Tuesday, Igauzu Falls/Buenos Aires, Argentina
BOTTOM LINE:
Visit Igauzu Falls in the morning
Fly to Buenos Aires in the afternoon
BACK STORY:
After breakfast, we checked out of the Hotel Bemberg. We were told that the travel guide had called and would be delayed by 40 minutes do to an accident. Soon Constantina arrived with a driver, loaded up the car with our luggage and we left.
Apologies were made. There had been confusion about the schedule of events in this area. There was no local contact person to ask for clarification so we had hired a car, driver and paid for our entrance to the Igauzu Falls park the day before. We were finding out that we had duplicated what we had already paid for on our tour. We were about to repeat everything.
Unfortunately the traffic on the highway came to a screeching halt. The accident had not been cleared yet. It took two hours for us to clear the accident and make it to the falls. Thankfully we had been to the falls the day before and saw 2/3 of what we had wanted to see. With the loss of time, if worked out perfectly for us to visit the last part of the park, get a bite to eat and head to the airport.
Constantina was a fabulous guide. She related all of the information that we had read or been told by our trekking guide the day before. Repeats are alright!
We hiked to the lower falls and had an incredible view of the San Martin Fall, part of the Devil's Throat Fall and then finished off with a short walk to the Two Sister's Fall. Each was stunning.
T
he one thing that was immediately apparent was the fact that more water was spilling over the falls than the day before and there was no visible beach to the Island. The dam was letting more water out making the falls very full in size. They were absolutely wonderful to see with the midmorning lighting.
Heading back to the entrance, we saw more butterflies and birds dancing from tree to tree. We settled on a light lunch at a kiosk and headed out the gate to meet our driver. Constantina motioned to the car which I headed for. Opening the door, the driver turned around from the front seat with a look of panic on his face, saying, "no, no!" I realized immediately that it was the wrong driver and the wrong car that I almost slid into! Good Laugh!
At the airport we were escorted to our check-in area and wished a safe trip.
Arriving in Buenos aires we were greeted by our former guide, Stella and a new driver who whisked us off to our Hotel Mitico. Check in was flawless, as we had stayed at the same hotel the prior week.
We had decided that with cash being tight, we would split a steak for dinner. We wanted our final expenses in Argentina paid with the cash that we had. If we charged anything, we would be given a lower exchange rate and there by be paying more. It turned out that splitting the steak, roasted vegetables and potatoes was the perfect size for each of us. The people of this country do love their large steaks. The server tried to persuade us into believing that the split steak would be too small for us. That wasn't the case.
We felt comfortable returning to Buenos Aires and were happy to be back to our lovely hotel.
BOTTOM LINE:
Visit Igauzu Falls in the morning
Fly to Buenos Aires in the afternoon
BACK STORY:
After breakfast, we checked out of the Hotel Bemberg. We were told that the travel guide had called and would be delayed by 40 minutes do to an accident. Soon Constantina arrived with a driver, loaded up the car with our luggage and we left.
Apologies were made. There had been confusion about the schedule of events in this area. There was no local contact person to ask for clarification so we had hired a car, driver and paid for our entrance to the Igauzu Falls park the day before. We were finding out that we had duplicated what we had already paid for on our tour. We were about to repeat everything.
Unfortunately the traffic on the highway came to a screeching halt. The accident had not been cleared yet. It took two hours for us to clear the accident and make it to the falls. Thankfully we had been to the falls the day before and saw 2/3 of what we had wanted to see. With the loss of time, if worked out perfectly for us to visit the last part of the park, get a bite to eat and head to the airport.
Constantina was a fabulous guide. She related all of the information that we had read or been told by our trekking guide the day before. Repeats are alright!
We hiked to the lower falls and had an incredible view of the San Martin Fall, part of the Devil's Throat Fall and then finished off with a short walk to the Two Sister's Fall. Each was stunning.
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| Devil's Throat |
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| San Martin Falls with rainbow |
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| Wet from fall's mist |
he one thing that was immediately apparent was the fact that more water was spilling over the falls than the day before and there was no visible beach to the Island. The dam was letting more water out making the falls very full in size. They were absolutely wonderful to see with the midmorning lighting.
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| Twin Sister Falls |
Heading back to the entrance, we saw more butterflies and birds dancing from tree to tree. We settled on a light lunch at a kiosk and headed out the gate to meet our driver. Constantina motioned to the car which I headed for. Opening the door, the driver turned around from the front seat with a look of panic on his face, saying, "no, no!" I realized immediately that it was the wrong driver and the wrong car that I almost slid into! Good Laugh!
At the airport we were escorted to our check-in area and wished a safe trip.
Arriving in Buenos aires we were greeted by our former guide, Stella and a new driver who whisked us off to our Hotel Mitico. Check in was flawless, as we had stayed at the same hotel the prior week.
We had decided that with cash being tight, we would split a steak for dinner. We wanted our final expenses in Argentina paid with the cash that we had. If we charged anything, we would be given a lower exchange rate and there by be paying more. It turned out that splitting the steak, roasted vegetables and potatoes was the perfect size for each of us. The people of this country do love their large steaks. The server tried to persuade us into believing that the split steak would be too small for us. That wasn't the case.
We felt comfortable returning to Buenos Aires and were happy to be back to our lovely hotel.
Monday, March 31, 2014
March 31, 2014 - Tuesday Puerto Bemberg, Argentina
March 31, 2014 - Monday, Iguazu National Park
BOTTOM LINE:
Morning jungle hike at Hotel Puerto Bemberg
Afternoon visit to Iguazu Falls
BACK STORY:
We woke up to the end of the big storm that we had experienced for two days. We learned that there had been 5 inches of rainfall over that period of time, so we could well imagine the run off and conditions of red dirt roads in the area.
Hotel Puerto Bemberg was a beautiful Spanish hacienda style resort. With a mission bell tower, center courtyard with water fountain, vine covered exterior walkways to rooms, oversized terra cotta pots adorning walkways and reflecting the surrounding red dirt color, an outside pool with covered shade area and a wooden walkway cantilevering out over the canopy of trees, we found ourselves in yet another very classy, but comfortable place to stay.
The dining area extended to the covered decking outside for al fresco dining pleasure. Inside the common area had an extensive library of books authored by many Argentina philosophers, liberators and historians. Comfortable over stuffed chairs and couches with task lighting were set in front of a large fireplace. Colorful local art hung from walls that had been textured and aged for the look of a mission.
After breakfast we hurried to meet our guide for a walk in the jungle bordering the property. We were gone for 2 1/2 hours and received a good tutorial of the areas flora and fauna. We saw a few birds, many plants and spiders. The hotel has a citrus orchard and a garden of pineapples and bananas raised to serve guests.
The owners of the property have huge plantations of trees whose leaves are dried and used for Maite the popular tea like drink of Argentina. They also produce beer along with many other business endeavors.
At the end of the walk we found out that because of the huge deforestation of this region of Argentina and the planting of pine for commercial use by current Asian land owners(The pulp by the pine is used among other things to make a poor quality paper),
there is no natural animal corridor left. The natural animal habitat of roaming the land without exposure or threat from one location to another has been wiped out. Animals traveling from one region to another are now found on private property and risk being killed or are found along busy roads unable to compete with a passing vehicle.
Not only are animals threatened but water run off from exposed soil, but it also has threatened aquatic life. The soil is being depleted of vital nutrients needed to sustain vigorous plant growth. Weather is also affected...all because of a buck!??
After lunch we were picked up by Claudia, a local woman who is supporting her family by driving people from the hotel to the Igauzu Falls once or twice a month. Her English was limited, but Bruce was once again able to bridge the gap. He is doing a wonderful job in my estimation and I'm happy to be his travel companion!
The falls were further than we thought. The cost of the round trip ride would be $80 US...which would bring home a good wage. Luckily while we were dropped off a couple of young guys asked if they might pay her for a ride to the airport. Her lucky day!
We paid for our entrance and agreed to meet back at the entry at 5:45. The park closed at 6pm.
With map in hand, we quickly walked to one of the three train stations and grabbed two of the last seats. Luckily we had pre-studied a map and decided to go to the furthest two treks and do the third trek the following day when a tour guide would be with us.
The day was very hot and humid. Thankfully I packed an umbrella for shade rather than wearing a hat that just seems to capture the heat from my head and drip down my face! The hike was on a well paved and then raised metal trail. We crossed over a wetland area and I could see all sizes and colors of butterflies dancing above muddy indentations. Suddenly I began noticing butterflies all around me.
I could hear the sounds of water movement and could see mist rising above the trees in the distance. I knew we were getting close to what we had come to see. I grabbed Bruce's hand because I wanted us to see the Iguazu Falls at the same time. The river along side of us seemed to be gaining speed when all of a sudden we saw a huge hole where the river seemed to be swallowed up.
We were above the falls at the river level and were able to see the water spill over the boulders. It was magnificent! Words cannot describe it. The sound was like thunder roaring. The volume was so great and the force so mighty that it literally took our breath away! I stood watching with tears of mist rolling down my cheeks. The mist got everyone wet, but it was a welcomed relief from the heat. People slowly meandered around the viewing platform in total awe at the sight of God's creation
We only had an hour left before we needed to meet our driver so we headed to the middle level viewing plat forms. It gave us a completely different view of the falls...equally magnificent.
Across the river from us was Brazil. We had been told that the view from that other side was better than the Argentina side. There was only one viewing platform in Brazil and with the difficulty in getting a tourist visa, we decided that Argentina was good enough for us. Check out, The Mission-How Great Thou Art, The Piano Guys...on You-Tube.
Claudia picked us up and transported us the 40km back to our hotel for the evening. A blessed day in nature!
BOTTOM LINE:
Morning jungle hike at Hotel Puerto Bemberg
Afternoon visit to Iguazu Falls
BACK STORY:
We woke up to the end of the big storm that we had experienced for two days. We learned that there had been 5 inches of rainfall over that period of time, so we could well imagine the run off and conditions of red dirt roads in the area.
Hotel Puerto Bemberg was a beautiful Spanish hacienda style resort. With a mission bell tower, center courtyard with water fountain, vine covered exterior walkways to rooms, oversized terra cotta pots adorning walkways and reflecting the surrounding red dirt color, an outside pool with covered shade area and a wooden walkway cantilevering out over the canopy of trees, we found ourselves in yet another very classy, but comfortable place to stay.
The dining area extended to the covered decking outside for al fresco dining pleasure. Inside the common area had an extensive library of books authored by many Argentina philosophers, liberators and historians. Comfortable over stuffed chairs and couches with task lighting were set in front of a large fireplace. Colorful local art hung from walls that had been textured and aged for the look of a mission.
After breakfast we hurried to meet our guide for a walk in the jungle bordering the property. We were gone for 2 1/2 hours and received a good tutorial of the areas flora and fauna. We saw a few birds, many plants and spiders. The hotel has a citrus orchard and a garden of pineapples and bananas raised to serve guests.
The owners of the property have huge plantations of trees whose leaves are dried and used for Maite the popular tea like drink of Argentina. They also produce beer along with many other business endeavors.
At the end of the walk we found out that because of the huge deforestation of this region of Argentina and the planting of pine for commercial use by current Asian land owners(The pulp by the pine is used among other things to make a poor quality paper),
there is no natural animal corridor left. The natural animal habitat of roaming the land without exposure or threat from one location to another has been wiped out. Animals traveling from one region to another are now found on private property and risk being killed or are found along busy roads unable to compete with a passing vehicle.
Not only are animals threatened but water run off from exposed soil, but it also has threatened aquatic life. The soil is being depleted of vital nutrients needed to sustain vigorous plant growth. Weather is also affected...all because of a buck!??
After lunch we were picked up by Claudia, a local woman who is supporting her family by driving people from the hotel to the Igauzu Falls once or twice a month. Her English was limited, but Bruce was once again able to bridge the gap. He is doing a wonderful job in my estimation and I'm happy to be his travel companion!
The falls were further than we thought. The cost of the round trip ride would be $80 US...which would bring home a good wage. Luckily while we were dropped off a couple of young guys asked if they might pay her for a ride to the airport. Her lucky day!
We paid for our entrance and agreed to meet back at the entry at 5:45. The park closed at 6pm.
With map in hand, we quickly walked to one of the three train stations and grabbed two of the last seats. Luckily we had pre-studied a map and decided to go to the furthest two treks and do the third trek the following day when a tour guide would be with us.
The day was very hot and humid. Thankfully I packed an umbrella for shade rather than wearing a hat that just seems to capture the heat from my head and drip down my face! The hike was on a well paved and then raised metal trail. We crossed over a wetland area and I could see all sizes and colors of butterflies dancing above muddy indentations. Suddenly I began noticing butterflies all around me.
I could hear the sounds of water movement and could see mist rising above the trees in the distance. I knew we were getting close to what we had come to see. I grabbed Bruce's hand because I wanted us to see the Iguazu Falls at the same time. The river along side of us seemed to be gaining speed when all of a sudden we saw a huge hole where the river seemed to be swallowed up.
We were above the falls at the river level and were able to see the water spill over the boulders. It was magnificent! Words cannot describe it. The sound was like thunder roaring. The volume was so great and the force so mighty that it literally took our breath away! I stood watching with tears of mist rolling down my cheeks. The mist got everyone wet, but it was a welcomed relief from the heat. People slowly meandered around the viewing platform in total awe at the sight of God's creation
We only had an hour left before we needed to meet our driver so we headed to the middle level viewing plat forms. It gave us a completely different view of the falls...equally magnificent.
Across the river from us was Brazil. We had been told that the view from that other side was better than the Argentina side. There was only one viewing platform in Brazil and with the difficulty in getting a tourist visa, we decided that Argentina was good enough for us. Check out, The Mission-How Great Thou Art, The Piano Guys...on You-Tube.
Claudia picked us up and transported us the 40km back to our hotel for the evening. A blessed day in nature!
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