Monday, January 22, 2007

Part 3 Buenos Aires: Tango and punches


(Picture of Shyama which sums up our experience of the poor food quality).

Love Buenos Aires! Wish we could have stayed here longer. You need atleast 4 or 5 days to enjoy this city.

The Hostel Estoril was fantabulous!! Besides the noise factor in our room which was facing the main road, it was a great place to stay.

We spent all day wondering around Buenos Aires trying to find tiketek. That was quite an adventure as the only words of spanish we seem to know or use are "si (yes) and gracias (thank you)". Anyway after much wondering around from place to place we managed to find tikatek. The only problem, as we have found over and over again was the fact that the bookings officer didnt know a word of english. We finally booked a tango and dinner show not realising that "Cena" means dinner. But as fate would have it it was all worth it. The Tango show has been the highlight of my trip so far and Shyama has some fantastic footage and photos which you will see later. I strongly recommend any visitors to check out the San Telmo area that has most of the tango bars. We went to a show at Taciendo and I absolutely loved the music and dancing and absolutely hated the food. So far Sth America has measured up to it´s reputation of having really really bad food, especially for vegetarians. Although, we found a vegetarian all you can eat restaurant in Buenos Aires called Bodhi which was great! The only half decent food I have eaten so far.

While leaving Buenos Aires, I left my mark at the airport. Let me explain. So far both Shyama and myself each have encountered really really really bad food at certain places and we tend to laugh it off-partly because in most cases we don´t know what we are ordering since everything is in spanish, but also because we came with low expectations. But this went too far. Airports usually charge 10 times the usual price for a sandwich anyway. I ordered a foccaccia because in the picture it looked good (Tip: never judge the food by it´s picture- even though its difficult since you cant judge it based on the written menu without knowing the language). So when I ordered it, they brough out a dried up, stale, shrivelled so called foccacia, which was costing me about $9 or 10 AUD. Shyama and I looked at it and couldnt help but laugh out loud. She was so amused that she even took a photo of it (u will c it later). I took a bite but it was completely inedible so i went up to the counter to complain. Again, very interesting when you don¨t speak the language. But overall I think it translated and they were going to give me a fresh one, instead they sent me a toasted cheese and tomato sandwich (which costs about $5AUD). I didn´t say anything since I assumed they had no fresh ingredients for the focaccia and I am trying not to be fussy...lol. The toasted sandwich was edible. When the bill came out however, the lady had charged me for the focaccia instead of the sandwich- overcharging by about $4 which is a lot when you are travelling, but more so if you havent been give the food you are paying for. Then she was being a total beeeyatch and saying its not her problem that i ordered the focaccia and returned it. So the story goes on and Shyama was by my side the whole time- the righteous side..lol. Eventually Shyama and I were the last people to board our flight because of this little incident. We finally got the right change after much argument with 2 different counterhands. Uff! What an ordeal. I have a feeling that I can proudly say I have tasted food with not only Australian spit, but possibly even Argentinian spit..lol.

Our theme song for this trip has been decided - DONT WORRY BE HAPPY! Lyrics are currently being brainstormed.

Adios
Jag.

Friday, January 19, 2007

Part 2 -Shyama´s INSIGHT- Santiago Day 2


(Photo of Carolina and myself. Carolina was our first real encounter with a local. Needless to say, she coulsn't speak a word of english and we couldn't speak a word of spanish- she has emailed me in March in spanish- I'm going to need Camma's help to translate and reply.)



Hey!

This won´t prolly happen every day...but since I have access ...I thought I´d write to you guys and let you in on the goss....

It´s our second day in Chile and we´ve had a so...so day, although Jag´s day has definitely taken a turn for the better...possibly even best....hehe. I should let her tell the story on her blog...but She is still in action...so you might not hear about it for a couple of days.

Our morning started off....in the afternoon (about 2pm...). We took a leisurely trip up a mountain on an almost vertical (maybe a bit of an exageration) train up a mountain...then took quite a fast cable car back down the mountain...again the language barrier kind of kicked in and so coming down took a little longer than necessary.

However...the language thing didn´t really reach maximum crescendo until we found ourselves at the bottom of the mountain...and no where to go. We had no idea how to get back to the hostel...no cars, no train station...etc. When we had asked people about it, in our minimal spanish, we got a whole verbal tirade of directions back...of which we understood only the pointing, and we came to a point where pointing took us NO FURTHER.

So we stopped a woman on the street and asked her...unfortunately...she was getting no where communicating with us and vice versa...so, finally she motioned for us to follow her.

It took us 10 mins...she was talking...we were talking...neither of us were understanding, but we persevered. Jag got out her spanish book...and told me to tell the girl what I was studying (telling me exactly what to say)...even though we were quite sure that was not what she´d asked. She wanted our email add...and so we exchanged addresses...but don´t know how we are going to communicate...Oh well.

We sort of figured out at the end that this girl had gone 10 mins out of her way...to show us to the train station...even though she had gotten through to us (sort of) that she was running late for work...feel so bad!

Then we had the worst food ever...won´t ever try ordering stuff without knowing what it means.

Anyway...then we tried a salsa club that would have rivalled any salsa club in Melbourne (We were the only 2 people there)...so we left and had some pizza...Italian in Chile. Then we chilled with the people at the hotel...who´d just had a BBQ...and Jag is still chatting to (flirting with) one hot, steamy, tall, brooding, possibly young englishman...good on her. Am about to find out if she wants to be alone...here goes!

Will keep you posted...or Jag will...:D

Buenas Noches,
Shyama.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Part 1- Touch down in Santiago


(Photo of me trying a local Chillian drink/dessert called "Mote con Huesillo Rico". It's a refreshing peach flavoured drink with pieces of peach and wheat/rice at the bottom).
Hi guys, please excuse my entry today. Everything is in spanish so it´s kinda difficult to navigate. I will try and make this a quick one. Don´t know if it will actually get posted coz I don´t know spanish.


All i can say is - it is great to know that over 60% of communication is non-verbal- we are relying on a lot of sign language here as most people can´t seem to speak english and the others simply don´t want to. We figured the other 40% of communication is necessary in order not to get ripped off as we realised today upon entering santiago.


As soon as we stepped out of the airport, we were bombarded by "official" taxi drivers. We were looking lost (tip for travellers - never look lost...lol) so we were approached by one innocent looking rather handsome young tall dark...sorry i´m losing my concentration- where was i- yes we were approached by a taxi driver who i negotiated the payment withto reach our hostel. Luckily i had the booking details which mentioned that we shud pay 10000 or max 15000 pesos to reach the hostel. after the driver agreed he rushed away with my trolley and me chasing behind him while shyama´s trolley was being pushed by another. To cut a long story short - after reaching the hostel he says that it is 10000 pesos per person not per taxi...which we knew was a load of crap. Oh well we didn´t have any option but to pay after some argument as our stuff was on the street and we didn´t have a chance to call for assistance from the hostel concierge.

Anyway- we are safe and happy. I have also realised that i may have a real chance at losing some weight since vegeteriano food is not available. i had steamed vegies and mashed potato for dinner with a bottle of mineral water con gas (fizzy) which i can´t stand. I was meant to orger Agua mineral SIN gas (still). u live and learn i guess.

Shyama and i are planning to master 4 useful sentences per day... "por favor nos trae la cuenta¨ "can we have the bill please".

P.S. I delayed my plane in Auckland as I seemed to have lost my passport and given myself and shyama a minor heart attack. after searching all our bags and seats, and getting 3 or 4 security officials to search, i finally found it between my and shyama´s chair. (tip 2- ok i knew this already but we all make mistakes- ¨don´t put important documents in open trouser pockets, they are likely to fall out).

P.S. photos won´t come until shyama gets back to Aus in feb. We dont know how to upload them-no software.

over and out till later.
ciao (this time i can say it and mean it).
Jag.

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Jag's First Entry


Well im off to see the world in a few days - hope you all can join me on my adventure by visiting this blog as often as possible....i will do my best to keep the posts interesting (and if i can) figure out how to even upload photos! Thanks Dev for helping me set this up!

Cheers,
Jag