23/04/2013

Salta and Cafayate

Last stop in Argentina before going to Chile again. The bus ride takes 36 hours and doesn’t even go all the way to Salta. At two in the morning, the bus stops about 80 km from Salta, and the next bus only goes at five… What else is there to do than to sleep at the station, or at least try to sleep. Salta itself is a nice town, Salta la Linda (the beautiful), is what the inhabitants call it. I walk around in the center and book a tour to Cafayate on the next day. The weather was not that good so the photos are a bit grey too.

photos Salta

Cafayate is in the Southern part of the Calchaqui valley. Getting there is a 170km long bus ride through the most amazing landscape, red rocks, different rock formations such as the nail, the Titanic, the Amphitheatre, the gorge (or throat) of the devil, the priest, castle formations and Lamas! This region is also known for its wine, 70% white, 30% red, grown at almost 2000m of altitude. It gets this special taste when the grapes freeze at night. It is called Torrontes wine and is delicious. We visit a Bodega called Vasija Secreta which produces the Vas wine and stroll around in Cafayate for a couple of hours before returning to Salta.

photos Cafayate



22/04/2013

Bariloche

Bariloche has Argentina’s best chocolate, and that is true! I try several types, truffles filled with dulce de leche, Alfajores with mousse au chocolat, pralines…Aouh, my stomach hurts, I think I had too much. Periko’s hostel is the perfect place to stay, well situated and helpful staff. I only have one full day in Bariloche. Not enough to do a real trek. Anja recommends Cerro Campanario, the most beautiful thing in Bariloche she says. What a stunning view indeed, and it only takes some twenty five minutes to climb to the top.

19/04/2013

Entre Arboles - woofing two weeks

Entre Arboles is a small Paradise situated in Mallin, 18 km from El Bolsón. As soon as I enter the gate I know that these two weeks will mean something special to me. Entre Arboles means in between the trees. I love trees. There is the house of Lali and Vero where I will work; behind some trees the round house of Gloria and Seba, Vero’s brother. Graziela lives there too, she has decided to follow her children, Vero and Seba in their different choice of life. Luis’ house is a bit further down the path and Juan’s behind some other trees. There is a very special atmosphere here, of peace and serenity. People live in harmony with nature and respecting each other. There are some unwritten rules: nobody can alter nature more than what is necessary to build a house and there are no fences. Most of the inhabitants are vegetarian. Twice a year they buy the food they need in bulk and everyone has a little garden with vegetables and fruit for their own consumption. Life at Entre Arboles is determined by the seasons. In summer, people work a lot, on their houses, on producing jam and conserves for the winter, which can be very cold, and earning money by selling things they produce at the Feria (local market) in El Bolsón. In winter, people stay more inside and some days the snow is so thick that they can only go somewhere by foot.
As soon as I arrive Lali greets me with a giant smile. She is like a sunflower and whenever she smiles her warmth spreads around making other people want to smile too. Lali is a musician, she plays the guitar and sings, but she loves all instruments. You can find her on Youtube, Lali Estivill. She shows me around: the houses, her studio, the dry toilet, the cats. Three other volunteers are there too but only for a couple of days more. They help me get settled and give me advice on how to light the fire and where to find everything. I already feel at home here.
Vero has traveled the world for six years before returning to Entre Arboles, where she bought the property 18 years ago. She loves hard work and has done almost everything herself in her house, together with Lali. When I was there, they built an oven, Estufa Rusa, with refractory bricks to keep the heat for hours after the wood has gone out. She also makes clothes that she sells at the Feria, mostly pants and skirts. Graziela paints the clothes with Mandalas and prints similar to those of Cueva de las Manos where I went before. They are lovely and I get to help Vero to sew them!
The first week I either sew with Vero or I help Lali with various works on and around the house, always with breaks and Mate of course. Then Janet arrives. Remember Janet from London? She was woofing near Lago Puelo cracking nuts and when she heard about this place she decided to change immediately. How much more fun to be two! I am so happy that she decided to come. The second week we get to do more work on the house, learning all the different construction and decoration techniques
As you can see from the photos, the houses are in wood with some walls of Adobe. In the Adobe they have incorporated colored bottles and plates. When the sun shines through them, the whole house becomes like a rainbow of different colors. I am totally charmed… First, we plant some nails in the wood and stretch a metal string between them. Then, we make a mixture of straw and liquid clay and we soak the straw in the mixture. This is the isolation and goes directly in the wall, pressed together by two wooden walls that will be taken down once the straw is dry. The second and third layers are made of clay, sand and cut straw. We mix it until it is the right consistency and sticks to the wall. It is called revoque grueso. We use two layers of this. The last layer is called revoque fino and is another mixture, finer and smoother than the others, and we mix in different colors to decorate the house, inside and outside. It is so beautiful but hard work as we need to smooth it out with a spatula several times before we are satisfied with the result.
One day the girls decide to go to the national park near Lago Puelo to collect nuts. We are lucky, not only do we find nuts, but also some of the best apples I have ever tasted, only waiting for us to pick them. On our way back we find a little kitten alone in the night. We decide to take it in until the next day when we can bring it back to its owner. Many dangers lure between the trees at night, especially for a helpless little kitten. I don’t sleep that night, the baby doesn’t stop walking on my head and trying to put its head in my mouth... Another day, Seba and Gloria have caught a rat but as they don’t want to kill it, we drive it to the entrance of Mallin, far enough so it will hopefully not return. This is also what I love with Entre Arboles, every day is different and often nature decides to surprise us.
After two weeks here, I am so sad to leave. You know when you say goodbye to family or good friends and your eyes start to get wet? I hope you will read this Lali and Vero and again thank you from the bottom of my heart for these two wonderful weeks. Also thank you Janet for sharing this experience with me, I will never forget all the laughs we had! The snow has fallen on the mountains during the last night, winter is approaching here...

El Bolsón

Trekking is really one of my favorite things to do and El Bolsón has numerous beautiful places to be discovered by foot. Our little group from yesterday and Anja of course decide on Piltriquitron (Mapuche for hanging on the clouds). On our way to this majestic mountaintop we visit the Bosque Tallado, featuring statues carved out in dead wood by local artists. Beautiful isn’t it? The climb is steep and dangerous at times. We slide on all the little rocks and have to use our hands not to fall down. It is well worth the effort though; the view from the top is incredible, see for yourself.
After this adventure we deserve an icecream. Jauja has the biggest assortment I have ever seen. We share one kilo between 4 people, half of it is chocolate profundo, the “bestest” chocolate icecream in the world!!! Other days go by walking around in town. El Bolson is a real hippie town with artists and alternative people everywhere. Four times a week, around the little lake in the center is the Feria artesanal. Here, you can find food, liquors, mate’s, clothes, and many more handmade items.


I am waiting for an answer from host farms in the area where I want to do two weeks of woofing. In the meantime I might as well do some more trekking. Remember Janet from the hotel in London? Well, she is here too, waiting for the same thing as I am. We spend two wonderful days together hiking in the area. Before setting off on our first trek I move to Jorge’s place, a couchsurfer, and his 4-year old daughter, Angeles. We spend two wonderful evenings together exchanging music, sharing food and of course drinking mate.

The first trek is the one of Encanto Blanco. It takes us through the forest and over wooden bridges to the cutest little refugio I have ever seen. Everything is in wood and there is a dog there with one brown eye and one blue eye…We eat our lunch here and return to la Tilleria to take the taxi back to El Bolsón. While we are waiting we witness the cutting up of a cow that has been slaughtered. The whole family participates, even the cats and dogs, licking the blood. Somehow it doesn’t seem totally disgusting, even for a vegetarian like me. This meat will feed the household during the long winter months and every body part will be used for something.


Our second trek goes to Cajón del Azul. The setting is different from yesterday. Rio azul is really blue, or I would say turquoise. Some men are fishing and give Janet 3 of their fishes. At the refugio there are many kittens, running around everywhere. You can imagine their joy when Janet gives them a fish to chew on. After these two days I have received an answer from one of the woofing places. Vero and Lali are really happy that I want to come to help them and they are expecting me the next day!

12/04/2013

I shaved my head!!!!

To travel is to experience new stuff isn’t it? I have wanted to shave my head for a long time and this is how and where it happened. I arrive in El Bolson at 5 in the morning without having booked anything. What do I do in these cases? I choose someone who has and I follow this person. Katja from Finland seems well organized and has booked a bed in Casa del Arbol in the center. Christian from Germany and I decide to wait with her until the hostel opens. Casa del Arbol, nice name, and they have a bed and nice breakfast. I sit down to eat and Eyal appears, he was the Israeli sleeping outside in Perito Moreno, without a tent. We start chatting all together when I mention Durian (remember the strange fruit I tasted in Singapore?), Paul hears it from the other side of the room and joins in the conversation. Our little group is formed. Now we only need Anja to be complete. Anyways, we chat and then Katja says she wants to shave her head. Then I say I want to shave my head. We don’t hesitate long before we decide to do it together, tonight! We need a shaving machine. Sergio, the owner of the hostel invites us for dinner at his place where he has a shaver. This couldn’t be better! Eyal has a shaved head too, he can be the hairdresser, Paul films the whole thing in HD and Katja and myself are either victim or photographer, when we are not the one being shaved. What a strange sensation not to have any hair left on my head… it is all smooth and cold, as if someone put tigerbalm on my head. I cannot stop touching it, I am fascinated by this new experience. How do I look without hair? Well, now I see it, and so can you on the pictures in the link below.

11/04/2013

Cueva de las Manos


I continue my trip alone, again, as Lionel has taken the plane from Rio Gallegos back to Belgium. I have some loooong bus rides in front of me. Then Anja suddenly appears in the bus to Perito Moreno (the city) and the bus ride transforms into a pleasant one! We decide to meet in El Bolsón three days later.
I plant my tent in the camping municipal for two days. Perito Moreno is small and pleasant, but there is not so much to see there. I take the bus to Los Antiguos for the day, visit the lakeside and some chacras (farms producing jam, liquors, and other homemade products) while waiting for the real reason I wanted to come here: La Cueva de las Manos. 


9000 years ago, original inhabitants of the area decorated the walls of Rio Pintura with handprints, guanacos (argentinian lamas), and geometrical figures. The prints were made by blowing paint from their right hand with their mouth onto their left hand, leaving a negative image of the hand on the rock. How interesting! There are hundreds of paintings. Can you spot the foot of a nando (argentinian ostrich) or a hand with 6 fingers? 

El Chalten


Trekking in Chile has opened our appetite. We are ready for some more. El Chalten offers us a wide range of treks in another beautiful setting, different from what we have seen before. The trees in this national park are amazing! We are not so lucky with the weather; the clouds have decided to hide Mount Fitz Roy, at least for the beginning of the day. We climb up a step slope for about an hour to reach Laguna de los Tres. Turquoise water and more glaciers await us. Pity that there are so many clouds though, but here is a photo taken by Anja the following day so we can imagine how it looks bathed in sunlight… On our way down, the sky suddenly clears up and Fitz Roy appears, majestically towering over the whole area. We stop at a lake to bathe our sore feet before returning to El Chalten and a delicious meal in a microbrewery. They serve little soups in home-made ceramic cups and have a separate vegetarian menu.
We haven’t seen a glacier up close yet, so that is what we want to do on our second day in El Chalten. Glacier Viedma can be reached by bus, then by boat. A huge wave splashes over my camera, but fortunately it survives. My truthful companion during this whole trip has seen it all, and has been through worse than this. Our guide explains everything very carefully: how the glacier brings all the dust and small rocks with it while advancing, which gives the grayish color to the water and also makes the glacier look dirty. We see the marks left by the glacier on the rocks, from when it covered more of the land. Then we attach crampons to our shoes and we get to walk on the glacier itself. How amazing are all the different ice formations? Here we see a giant crack with little blue frozen drops everywhere; there we see a tunnel through the ice. Some places the glacier seems like a landscape from a different planet and then there is a slope that looks like a beach. The ice twinkles like little stars. As a reward our guides serves us Bailey’s… on ice of course!

El Calafate and Perito Moreno Glacier


Situated on the shores of Lago Argentino, Calafate has the ideal location to visit the Perito Moreno Glacier, 80 km away. Perito Moreno is one of only advancing glaciers in South America and it moves up to 2 meters every day, calving huge iceblocks into the lake. 30 tourists died because they went too close to the glacier. Therefore, we can now only see it from one of the many metal platforms and catwalks constructed at a safe distance. Impressive! A blanket of ice that carves its way between the mountains, digging out valleys and leaving polished rock behind. The blue of the ice is so blue and we are lucky, the sun decides to show up as well.

10/04/2013

Torres del Paine - Chile


Together with Anja and Aurélien (from the mountain top), Lionel and I take the bus to Punta Arenas, for a short stopover on our way to Puerto Natales. No time to visit penguins this time unfortunately, a shame because the biggest colony of magellanic penguins is near Punta Arenas. This may seem strange, but I like leaving some things behind unseen. It gives me a reason to return one day. On our way to Chile we see some playful dolphins following our boat, jumping up and performing a whole show for us.
Puerto Natales is a nice little town with the best hostel so far: Tin House. The owner knows everything there is to know about trekking in Torres del Paine.and she helps us prepare our trek for the following days. We decide on the W, and Anja is coming with us the two first days. We are doing the trek from West to East.
On our first day we first take a bus, then a catamaran to Paine Grande where we leave our bags. The trek to the Grey Glacier is 11km each way so we have to walk fast if we want to return before sunset. The landscape is amazing!. Announced by little floating icebergs, the glacier appears in front of our eyes, nestled between hills and trees, flowing down to the lake. Back in our camp we set up the tent, a one-person tent, for two. Anja sleeps in the refugio. If I haven’t felt like a sausage before, this is it. Backpacks, sleeping bags, arms and legs, other body parts all stuffed into this tiny space. We manage to sleep though, so well that Anja has to come and wake us the next day as the alarm didn’t go off.
On day two the landscape changes again. Last year a tourist accidentally burned down half of the national park, and now nature is trying to recuperate. We see many burned down trees, but the grass has already grown back. In Valle del Frances, we get a glimpse at the Torres, as we climb up in the middle of the W. For the next nights we are still in tents, but in rented two-person tents. More comfortable! Day three the landscape is again different, as we leave the burned area to the greener and preserved part of the park. The sun is shining, the water is turquoise and we are motivated. We stay as long as we can in the sun, enjoying the scenery as we rest along the way. Last day. I have dreamt about sunrise over the Torres, red light licking the mountains… Crushed was my dream when we wake up at 5 in the morning to pouring rain. There is no chance we will see anything today. Even when we get up, some hours later, the clouds lay as lids over the valley. Hopefully we will get better weather on our next trek.

Ushuaia


It is time for me to go to the airport to pick up Lionel and together take the next plane…to Ushuaia, the end of the world. I am not sure why, but Ushuaia attracts me like a magnet. Maybe it is because it is also the gateway to Antarctica, one of my dream destinations. But not this time. We stroll around in and around town the first day; it is quite cold and windy. Nice little town though, on the bank of the Beagle Channel. On the second day we go trekking in the Parque National Tierra del Fuego. We choose the most difficult one. Maybe a little bit too much for a first trek? Anyway, it was well worth it. After ascending almost 1000 meters (!) we discover the most beautiful 360° view over the surrounding landscape; the Beagle Channel, lakes, mountains. A mountain fox decides to join us for lunch and even poses on our photos. My camera batteries have run out but luckily Aurélien is there to capture the moment.
You cannot go to Ushuaia and not see the penguins. We book a tour to Isla de Martillo, with Anja, who arrived the day before. On our way to Harberton we make a stop to admire the trees bent by the wind. For some of them I even wonder how they still stand. There are two big colonies of penguins on the island, one type is are quite small with black beaks. The other type is bigger and has more colors like a orange beaks and feet. These penguins live and breed here. Baby penguins get big quickly but you can still see they are babies because of the fluffy fur they have. Some even look like they are wearing a coat. I could stay for days watching the penguins, they have such funny behavior. Vamos a ver penguinos is not so far from vamos a ser penguinos… We waddle around a little and say goodbye to the end of the world, ready for new adventures.

Buenos Aires


On the 24th of February I am supposed to take the plane to London, then to Buenos Aires. Except it doesn’t quite happen like that. I get on the first plane alright, then we sit for more than an hour in the plane, waiting for who knows what, and when we finally take off, I am almost certain I will miss the second plane in London. I do. Luckily, British Airways is a good airline and compensates this minor delay in my trip by giving me a lot of meal vouchers and allocating me in a nice hotel with steam bath, but no WIFI. Here, I spend my day eating at the hotel’s nice buffets with Janet, from Ireland, and sleeping, getting ready for Argentina!
At the airport in Buenos Aires, I meet Anja, from Germany, and something just clicks. Little did I know then that we would spend the next two and a half weeks chasing each other in Patagonia… Juan welcomes me at the bus station with detailed instructions on how to get to his apartment and a giant smile, and he is fluent in German! When will I get to practice my Spanish with all these German-speaking people around? After a nice shower I head into town. The bus drives through Palermo, leaving me in the Recoleta Barrio (neighborhood) where I want to visit the famous cemetery where Eva Peron (Evita), among other illustrious personalities, is buried. The place is magical with huge crypts, rusty locks and spider webs adding some mystery to it. Who were all these people? What were their lives like? Why were they buried here? I let my imagination run wild.
On my second day, the plan is to go to la Boca, another famous barrio in Buenos Aires, where most of the immigrants first settled; those Italians who used to work in the meat factories, filling tin boxes for exportation. I pick up Anja from her hostel in San Telmo, famous for its tango bars (milongas). We spend the whole day strolling around in la Boca, el Caminito, with its colored houses and artists selling their works in the street. Then we get hungry and decide on a restaurant with a show. Anja wants to try some tango on the scene of the restaurant. She undergoes a total transformation. From a girl with backpacker look she changes into the most elegant tango dancer, en-lacing her partner to the rhythm of the seductive music. When they finish, everyone cheers, they probably thought she was part of the show…