SOUTH
AMERICA – PART 6
Before leaving on a trip, Elva and I do our research;
YouTube is our favourite go-to source for information. On a cruise, we also
check to see what shore excursions are being offered, since those also give a
good idea of what’s worth seeing. So, for Ushuaia, we decided the best option
would be to book an excursion through Viator to ride the Tren del Fin
del Mundo (Train at the End of the Earth) and see Tierra del Fuego National
Park. Boy, were we wrong! First, Ushuaia, our first landing in Argentina, turned
out to be a beautiful city, framed by snow-capped mountains and well worth
spending a day exploring on foot. Second, the train ride was one of the worst rip-offs
we’ve encountered in all our travels. The lesson is that you can’t win em’ all
and that you must turn the page and look forward to what tomorrow will bring.
Tourism is big business here and the city of 80,000 or so looks very prosperous. The view from the harbour is very inviting, unlike many other places we’ve visited. Two ships moored beside us were loading for departures to Antarctica, and we learned that as many as 600 cruise ships call here each year. The stores are high end, as are the hotels and eating establishments. Although Ushuaia is literally the end of the South American continent and the place where the road ends, it doesn’t feel isolated in that way.
Early the next morning, the Oosterdam rounded Cape
Horn through the Drake Passage, famous for rough water. We were fortunate to be
able to see the headlands on a calm, clear day before heading out into the
Atlantic on our way to Islas Malvinas, better known as the British
Overseas Territory of the Falkland Islands. Argentina has long claimed
sovereignty over the islands but, despite several attempts, has never been able
to do so. PM Margaret Thatcher sent British warships and troops to the Falklands in 1982 and
re-conquered them, albeit with considerable loss of life on both sides.
An interesting footnote to the islands’ history is that
they were first colonized by the French in 1764. A group of settlers arrived there
from Saint-Malo, calling the place Les Îles Malouines. Among them were survivors
of the Acadian deportation, some perhaps my distant relatives. Most stayed only
a few years, unable to make a go of it on the harsh, unforgiving landscape.
The weather gods were kind to us the day we stopped at Stanley, capital of the Falklands and only settlement of any size; 2,500 of the
islands’ 3,500 permanent residents live there. Before arriving, we’d been told that the
chance of being able to land is no better than 50:50. We tendered to shore as soon
as we could and found Jimmy Curtis Tours waiting for us on the dock. Our
driver, Lynda, soon had us underway, headed for the Volunteer Point penguin
colony in an ancient thirty-year-old Land Rover. On our way there, we passed
by Port-Louis where the French settlement was located. After the road ended, we
four-wheeled over the roughest terrain imaginable for about an hour. Lynda told
us she’d been over the track at least 200 times.
Seeing penguins was “bucket list” for Elva and we were
treated to quite a spectacle. King penguins, the second largest species, wandered around the beach in groups, not seeming to know or care where they
were going. Magellanics surfed and dove in the breakers, coming ashore
occasionally. Further inland, we came to the king penguin colony, at least
3,000 strong according to Lynda. Words do not suffice to describe their “cuteness”.
The first photo is of a pair of magellanics standing guard outside their burrow
and the other two are of king penguins, looking almost human as they waddled
along nonchalantly.
As you can see by what Elva is wearing, it was chilly!
December 10 is like June 10 where we come from. The islands had had snow last
week and this is what the beginning of summer looks like here.
After two days at sea, we docked in Montevideo, capital
of Uruguay, South America’s richest and most stable country by far. The city is
home to about 2 million of Uruguay’s 3.7 million people and is very
European-looking. The central location of the pier made it easy for us to just
walk around, and we spent an enjoyable day exploring on foot. The first photo
is of Independence Square with the Salvo Palace in the background and the
second is of the old market building, now home to shops and several restaurants
serving the country’s specialty, beef.
We “disembarked” on a Sunday after fourteen very
enjoyable days on the Oosterdam, a ship we’d love to sail on again, and
made our way to our hotel in the center of Buenos Aires, our home for the last
five days of this adventure.
Buenos Aires is the capital and largest city in Argentina,
home to 14 million of the country’s total population of some 47 million. Argentina
is classed as a developing country, but it has known some very dark periods, beginning
in the 1930s, but has been relatively stable since 1983. The current regime came to power with a promise of budget cuts, and these have resulted in severe
inflation and consequent devaluation of the Argentinian Peso. As is the case
with Bolivia, everyone wants US dollars
Buenos Aires is a very modern and walkable city, although we were warned to stay away from certain areas. We spent or first day walking from the large square bordered by the Congress Building to the Government House, Casa Rosada, the “Pink House”, the President’s official workplace. The weather was beautiful, nice and warm after several chilly days in the south and on the Falklands. We also spent time in the Metropolitan Cathedral, home church of the Archbishop of Buenos Aires, a position held by the current Pope, Jorge Bergoglio, until 2013.
We don’t usually ride the Hop-On-Hop-Off buses in
cities we visit but we made an exception in Buenos Aires, and we’re glad we
did. We got off at five or six of the twenty-four stops and got our money’s
worth. In the same way a cruise does, the stops gave us an idea of where we’d
like to return. There’s a lot going on the La Boca neighbourhood, home to some
colourful characters, real and imagined, and birthplace of the tango. And Buenos
Aires has more park space and public art than any city we’ve seen in our
travels.
We continued to explore Buenos Aires on our fourth day there
with a three-hour guided walking tour of the Retiro and Recoleta neighbourhoods.
It was excellent! During the guided tour, we learned more about the country’s
economic woes. Runaway inflation is a recurring phenomenon in Argentina, the
result of bad decisions by successive governments.
In passing, our guide told us about El Ateneo, a
former theatre saved from demolition by a company that transformed it into a
four-storey bookstore, according to National Geographic, the most beautiful
in the world. We had coffee and tea there, just enjoying the atmosphere, but it
set us back $11.50, double what it would cost back home, and left us wondering
how ordinary Argentinians are able to make a go of it. Homelessness is rampant
on the streets, protests are frequent, and petty crime has risen to alarming
levels, threatening the future of the tourist industry. A woman staying in our
hotel was mugged just a few blocks away. But the beauty of the bookstore made us
forget all that.
As is my habit, I’ll end the blog series for this trip
with a few observations:
- On this trip, I used the Airalo app for the first time. Free wifi is not readily available in South America. Airalo provides a way to buy mobile data in virtually any country in the world. I had to upgrade my iPhone to a version that’s eSIM-compatible, but I needed to replace my ancient iPhone 8 anyway. I twice bought 5GB on a 30-day plan for $55. Set up is not too difficult and the whole process is easier than buying and installing a SIM card for each country. Also, I will use WhatsApp more often, now that I’m familiar with its features.
- We visited five countries on this trip. All have different currencies. The Argentinian currency is worth 715 to $1 Canadian; the Bolivian = 5 per $CDN; the Chilean = 707 per $CDN; the Columbian = 3,190 per $CDN; and the Uruguayan = 30 per $CDN. It’s hard to keep straight. The trick is to exchange enough $US to meet your needs for the local currencies and hope for the best. Unfortunately, we had to burn through more $US than we planned to in Bolivia since many places did not take VISA. On Rapa Nui, we had to make an emergency trip to an ATM since our hotel’s credit card machine did not work at all.
- Use Uber instead of a taxi. You know how much your ride will cost before you order the car. Rides are available 24-7 and usually arrive within 5 minutes. The app has your credit card information and charges it directly, so you don’t need any cash. No negotiating with a cranky taxi driver who doesn’t understand English and no risk of credit card fraud. After your ride, you get an email asking you to rate the driver and to tip on the app if you wish.
- We encountered very few people in South America who could carry on a conversation in English. This was frustrating at the best of times and downright annoying when we needed help. The biggest surprise was in Cartagena, a popular tourist destination, where we had a hell of a time communicating. Google Translate saved us on many occasions and I wouldn’t travel without it.
- We’re both in our eighth decade and, although not slowing down that much, we tire more easily when things get hectic. For example, on this trip, we had 20 “moving days”. A moving day involves packing, carrying and unpacking suitcases and backpacks. Airports and hotels with no elevator get tiresome after awhile. The next time we travel, we’ll certainly keep this in mind, and it reminded us of why we like cruising so much.
- We hadn’t been on a Holland America cruise since the fall of 2019. We’d heard that the level of service had declined post-COVID but that certainly was not our experience. We felt at home, our room was spacious and well laid out, and the food was excellent.
- If anyone were to ask me where I’d like to travel next, I’d tell them someplace tourists from China have yet to discover. That those places are becoming fewer and farther between makes me rather sad.
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