Pam & JT in Argentina, Part 2

We stayed in BA with our gracious hosts for the weekend and then bright and early on Monday morning we headed to the airport to fly to El Calafate.  Once there we rented a car (Chevy – Siempre Con Vos!) and drove out the Perito Moreno Glacier.  They have built an expansive steps and balcony system into the mountain around the glacier so you walk around and check out the ridiculously large piece of ice.  This is one of the only glaciers in the world that is still growing so chunks of ice regularly crack and fall into the glacial lake.  What this means is that we would be standing there and it would be so quiet and peaceful and then we would hear a crack and try to find where it was coming from and see a huge piece of ice crash into the water, making a sound that you would never think could be made by ice and water. Probably one of the coolest things we’ve ever seen. We couldn’t react quick enough to get an action shot (not for lack of a lot of trying) but we have plenty of still pictures.

 Trying to capture the full breadth of the glacier:

A couple of days before our arrival, a full arch formed by the glacier over the lake collapsed. Glaciology 101: Since the glacier is still growing this cycle repeats itself every 4 years.   The glacier advances and attaches itself to land, then the water from the lake flows underneath and creates the archway. Eventually the arch becomes weak and it all collapses into the lake. This happened at 4 am like 4 days before we go there so we could still see all of the ice floating in the water.

Before:

After:

Pam and JT at the Glacier

Just missed a piece of ice falling cracking off and failing into the water, but you can still see the after effects of the crash in the water around it.

The next day we woke up early (this was standard in Patagonia) and hopped on a bus to El Chalten which is the hiking capital of Patagonia – or as the welcome sign to the town proclaims: Capital Nacional de Trekking (even JT can translate that). It is on the northern side of Los Glaciares National Park, which makes it the perfect base for a number of different hikes and climbs.  We were staying there for three days and had planned on going on two day hikes and doing an ice trekking excursion on the Glacier Viedma, but as they say in all of the guide books you have to ready to change your plans on the fly because of the insanely unpredictable weather in this region of the world (seriously, look it up on map and you’ll see how far away from home we were). 

El Chalten is a super small town that’s basically completely devoted to the hikers and climbers.  It’s all hotels, hostels and restaurants (and friendly dogs – just don’t let them follow you onto the trails). 

 

On our first day we hiked the Laguna Torre trail, hoping to catch a glimpse of Cerro Torre, which is one of two famous mountains in this region of Patagonia.  While the weather was cooperating as far as it wasn’t pouring, the clouds in the sky were hiding all of the mountains.  The mountain you can see in this picture is not Cerro Torre, its Cerro Grande.  Cerro Torre is to the right behind the clouds.

 

On the hike a portion of the land was all burnt out from a forest fire a couple of years ago.  Our guide told us that the fire was started by a cigarette butt, only burned about 30 minutes before it was put out by the rain but it will take about 250 years for the trees to fully grow back.  This is apparently nothing to the forest fire that destroyed a large portion of Torres del Paine national park to the south.  Only you can prevent forest fires!

The destination of this hike was the Laguna Torre, which is the glacial lake at the foot of Cerro Torre.  This was the beach portion of our vacation, except in this case the beach we went to had giant ice cubes in it.  You’ll notice two common themes in the below picture caused by the insanely windy conditions of El Chalten: 1. Pam’s crazy hair and 2. JT’s inflatable MC Hammer pants. 

On our second day we were scheduled to go on an ice trek of the Glacier Viedma  but there was one problem… well actually two, the gale force winds  (literally) and the 20 foot swells in “Lake” Viedma.  The lake was angry that day my friends, like Ariel when he sees pedestrians in BA that don’t clean up after their dogs on the street.  The boat ride to the glacier literally felt like a scene out of the Perfect Storm.  Everyone on the boat was just looking at each other thinking “is this normal” (afterwards the tour guide confirmed what everyone already assumed: No).  While Pam contemplated if it was possible to swim to shore before hypothermia set in, JT took a nap.  Once they cancelled the ice trek they pulled the boat up in front of the glacier to let us go outside and take pictures. 

 

When it was JT’s turn to take a picture with the glacier the wind decided to gust and rip his sunglasses off his face and into Lago Viedma, or so he thought.  After a few choice words he stomped his way back down to the cabin of the boat only find that the back of the boat had “caught” his sunglasses.  This is JT happy (with sunglasses in hand):

On the boat ride back to the dock we encountered some rogue ice sculptures

Since the ice trek was cancelled we had an unexpected free day, we consulted the guide book to find another day hike (there are a bunch to choose from, and you all are well signed, so that you can navigate any of them by yourself).  We decided upon the Loma del Pliegue Tumbado hike as the book said the hike offered great panoramic views on a clear day and was relatively easy.  One of those two statements was absolutely correct, the other, not so much.  The hike wound up being about 3+ hours of walking directly uphill through a range of different environments.  It was pretty brutal but so so so very worth it in the end.

This is the view from the top. The body of water you see below is Laguna Torre, which is where we had hiked to the day before. The mountain on the right is Mt. Fitz Roy, which is the tallest mountain in Patagonia and the basis for the Patagonia brand logo (check it out). The mountain on the left is Cerro Torre, which was completely hidden by the clouds the day before.

The view from the top was amazing and ridiculous.  The 360 views of the area were a mix of actual glaciers, glacier capped mountains, desert, lakes and forest. Since we will not be able to find the right words to do it justice so we’ll just show you more pictures.  

This was the cow we encounter on the way up the mountain.  Upon hearing her Mooooo Pam asked “Do cows like people?” Pam maintains this is and remains a reasonable question.

We celebrated completing this hike by drinking authentic Patagonian beer.  For a small hiking/climbing town – there are a number of good food options in Chalten!

On our last day in Chalten we woke up early (again – pattern) and JT looked out the window of the hotel room and noticed a completely clear sky.  This was good sign because that morning we were embarking on the Laguna Capri hike to seek out the best views of Mt. Fitz Roy (fun fact: Mt. Fitz Roy is named after Robert Fitzroy, who was the captain of the HMS Beagle during Darwin’s famous voyage to the Galapagos Islands). 

The perfect weather on this day led to some amazing views of the mountain.  Again, since a picture is worth 1,000 words (and in this case maybe more), we’re going to choose pictures over words …

And that about sums up our trip to Patagonia.  We wished we could stay longer as there was so much more to see and do, but we like to think that we made the absolute most of every day there, and it was time to get back to Buenos Aires and the lovely Haendler flat and more good times with Cassie and Rel. 

Back in Buenos Aires we did more of the same, very good eating and exploring the city, and taking our trip to Tigre (when you go and visit Ariel and Cassie – be sure to complement their wine rack). 

Even two months later we have trouble describing how phenomenal this trip was.  Not only all of the amazing sites we saw but also the experience of being there with such good friends, and having a chance to see how happy they are and how they have built a great home and life for themselves in BA.  Cassie and Ariel are amazing hosts and such great tour guides, we cannot possibly thank them enough.  From the days spent wandering the streets of the city, to our pingüino pool party and eating empanadas and drinking wine on the balcony, to our staying up until 5am to watch a replay of an Argentina-Japan fútbol match.  Ariel blends so seamlessly into the Argentine culture it is sometimes amazing to remember he’s from Connecticut.  And watching how Cassie has so embraced this experience, to hear her slip seamlessly from speaking fluent Spanish to droppin’ ya’lls was amazing beyond words.  The best way to sum up our emotions would be ridiculous, jealous and incredible happiness to be able to share even just a small part of this experience with them. 

We encourage all of you reading this to book your trip on TAM airlines (or any airline of your choice, but TAM had a pretty decent in-flight movie selection and some slightly offensive avatars giving the animated safety presentation in English) to BA.  Whether you choose to go stay in BA, go to Patagonia, Mendoza, Uruguay or anywhere in the region – you are guaranteed a once in a lifetime experience.

We left with sad faces and two questions:  Where are you going next? Or, when can we come back?

-Pam & JT

Pam & JT in Argentina, Part 1

Shortly after we returned from Argentina, Ariel and Cassie requested that we write a guest post ….. That was over a month ago and to avoid any further ”friendly reminders” from the Argentine couple we figured we should get to blogging asap.  So we’re very sorry for the delay but we will do our best to make up for it with a detailed account of our trip, some ridiculous pictures and witty anecdotes.  (Also, we’ve always wanted to write something completely in the 3rd person so you have no idea which one of us is speaking at any given time). 

Pam and JT go to Argentina (for the purposes of this entry JT is pronounced Jota Te)

Representing Stamford, CT and Ruben’s Angels we decided to book a flight on TAM Airlines and take a trip down to Argentina to visit Cassie and Ariel in early March, which is just at the tail end of summer in Argentina.  After a quick layover in Sao Paulo (to quote Ariel “listening to people speak Portuguese is like listening to a baby talk Spanish backwards”) we arrived in Buenos Aires on a beautiful Friday afternoon.  Ariel was nice enough to send a driver to the airport to pick us up.  His name was Jorge and he spoke zero English.  Pam has a rough understanding of basic Spanish (where is the library (obviously an important one, and one that you should all remember after watching this), where is the bathroom, etc.) and JT is practically useless.  We exchanged greetings and then headed out into the parking lot to find the car.  One small problem, Jorge couldn’t find the car.  We stood with the bags for 25 minutes while Jorge walked up and down the same aisle searching for the car and because of the language barrier we couldn’t help him look because he couldn’t tell us what to look for.  Oh Jorge!

 This is JT and this is where the car was parked the whole time.  

If you have been following usinargentia (and if you haven’t – honestly get on it asap!), you have read Cassie’s and Rel’s incredible and insightful descriptions and anecdotes of their experiences, Buenos Aires (and beyond) and adventurous life abroad.We can now tell firsthand that nothing you read can come close to being there to be a part of it. However, since we feel Cassie, Rel and other guest posters have described Buenos Aires so well and from so many different angles, in the interest of introducing new content to this blog we are going to summarize the Buenos Aires portion of our journey and go into significant detail on the Patagonia leg of the trip. 

 Ariel and Cassie live in a beautiful area of BA – Palermo – which is full of parks and greenspace, in a great apartment that they were kind enough to share with us during our time there.  We learned very quickly that the City is absolutely huge, and there is a great view of the sprawling city directly from the porch of casa Haendler/Condrey.  We got to spend our first day with Cassie walking around on a beautiful day in Palermo and ate crepes behind the Evita museum while getting a run down on life in Argentina and BA, before we met Ariel after work for Primo Tarde before our “early” dinner by Argentina standards which was around 8 (as opposed to our dinner the next night which started at 11).   The now newlyweds have clearly found a way to assimilate into the Argentine culture, lifestyle and society beautifully – and know of all of the great places to visit, eat, drink and shop (if you go and get to try the best ice cream ever – which was unfortunately unavailable during our visit – we want a full report)! We had a chance to live like Argentinians for a few days, and here is our quick summary of our time in BA (which by no means does it justice):

·       We ate meat

·       We walked around Palermo, Palermo Hollywood, Palermo Soho, Recoleta, other neighborhoods, and from Recoleta to Palermo

·       We walked through a huge protest in front of the “Pink House”

·       We ate (a lot of) dulce de leche

·       We went on a bus tour like any good tourist (and also because the City is HUGE and it’s the best way to get to see all the different neighborhoods) – highlights: La Boca, Boca Juniors stadium (but GO RIVER), venturing over the river and generally seeing how the city comes together

·       We brunched

·       We went the Recoleta cemetery to see Evita and some pretty cool mausoleums of all shapes, sizes, colors and ages

·       We had the opportunity to meet and dine with Ariel and Cassie’s awesome BA friends 

·       Went out at night and witnessed a traditional Argentine Bachelor/Bachelorette party (it involves the bachelor wearing a speedo and running through the streets and riding in the back of open car trunks and stopping cars to wash their windshields while in said outfits)

·       We trained to the Venice of Argentina – known to most as Tigre – of course ate some delicious meat, and cruised the river and the markets

·       We ate dessert for breakfast

·       We ate some more meat and dulce de leche

 Summary in pictures:

Us and Blue Monster pre-brunch

Paying our respects to Evita

Pam and Cassie in the Rose Garden in the park near Ariel and Cassie’s apartment

On the boat to Tigre

More to come.

-Pam & JT

Ariel and I spent the weekend at an estancia (ranch/small hotel) in Uruguay. 

We visited wineries…

ate like kings,

slept like kings,

and made new friends. (Including the proprietor, not pictured, who is now a friend and who we’ll be seeing much more of in the months to come.)

It was full of my favorite things. We’ll be back soon.

-C

Opa’s 92nd

We celebrated Opa Kurt’s (grandpa) 92nd birthday recently at his apartment with some great food and quality company. One of the best parts of living in Buenos Aires is being able to share these events with my grandparents, something I never got to do while living in the US. I appreciate every opportunity I get to hang out with Opa— he’s an incredible person with so many interesting and unique experiences, so much knowledge to share, and an energy and curiosity for life that I have always admired.

It was a pleasure to celebrate with Opa, Ruth and family. Cassie and I look forward to many more celebrations. Happy birthday Opa!

-A

Claire in Argentina (& Uruguay)

A GUEST POST by Claire Gordon

A couple of months ago, I got to visit Cassie and Ariel in Buenos Aires.  It was awesome!  It was a quick trip since I could only be away from my two little girls for a little while, but I want to thank my sweet husband, my mother-in-law, my parents and my babysitters for making it possible to experience two of my top five favorite things to do in this world….travel to a place I’ve never been and hang out with my sister.  
 
Cas surprised me at the airport and the fun began.  She oriented me to Buenos Aires the way I like to be oriented— the touristy way— yes, on a tour bus.  I love to know where I am on a map and to get an overview of the city before I delve into the neighborhoods.  Ariel, Cassie, and I toured for 4 hours…listening to the history of the buildings, of the city, and of the neighborhoods.  There are no building codes so slums are right next to the marble masterpieces, with beautiful tree-lined streets… just don’t look too long at the trees, because you might step in something you don’t want to. There are lots of dogs.  Buenos Aires is not so much tall as it is dense.  Every single neighborhood was packed with both residential and business establishments.  My most favorite thing about BA are the homemade windows. The tall buildings are mostly residential, not office, and they are huge cinderblock like structures that are solid on the side to allow for future buildings to align right next to it.  However, who doesn’t love a good view?  The tenants make their own.  The weather was great so every lawn was full of sunbathers and outdoor patios were full of diners. I love how the people are a melting pot…I had no idea who was Argentine and who wasn’t.  And, the night life doesn’t get started until around 8…and that’s just meeting for drinks. Dinner is from 10p-12a.  It worked for me since the US was 3 hours behind!  
 
Meeting with Ariel’s grandparents was priceless.  They are so interesting, and I loved every minute of it.  Seeing where they live and how they interact helped me see that Cassie has family.  Not just family, but a great one with wisdom and compassion and a strong desire for Cassie and Ariel’s happiness. Though Ariel did not have them close while he was growing up, how awesome is it that he’s able to experience his first year of marriage with them just down the road. 
 
A few of my favorite moments….

Casa Mun.  My first night.  Condrey girls together with my new bro

Tango.  Second only to Cassie and Ariel’s rendition.

Lunch at El Muelle.  Fun conversation with Cas and Ariel, beautiful sun on the water, and, of course, a delicious meal…which was a recurring theme throughout the week.

Uruguay. A bottle of wine at a local bar on the beach, great conversation with my sister. And knowing how I would never forget it.

Water Balloons. Cassie and I got creamed by a pack of young adults as we were cruising in our golf cart to catch our boat back to BA.  Apparently, that is a normal thing during Carnivale, because just that day, Ariel’s dad had warned him that he used to do that as a kid. Maybe if we had known it was tradition, these 2 Americans wouldn’t have immediately turned around and given them a nice friendly gesture:)  

Guido’s Bar. Italian. the best meal ever. 

Shopping. I loved walking the market with Cassie and Ariel, buying little things for my girls.  Cas knew just where to go, and though the prices were not as low as I was hoping, the products were even better.

Those homemade windows.

One of the most monumental moments was when I first got there.  Cassie and Ariel strolled into a closed wine shop with what seemed like a secret password and an air of ease. The way that they carried themselves and communicated with one another and the shop owner intrigued me!  Cassie’s Spanish was very good!! It was then that in my mind, she went from an American tourist to an American living in Argentina.  I was proud and relieved. 

The last day was great…strolling, eating street meat, seeing Cassie and Ariel’s “Club”… and seeing where Cassie sits down to write the amazing way that she does and  to reflect on this pretty amazing chapter in her life.
 
I wish I could go back, and do it all over again.  You all should, too.

-Claire