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		<title>Sandy and Wes in South America - yungwesl</title>
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 16 - Buenos Aires - Caminito, Av Florida, Senor Tango]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[We spent the day touring two major tourist spots - El Caminito and Av Florida.  Caminito is located in the Boca district which is the working-class area of Buenos Aires.  All the guide books mention that you should watch where you walk and keep to the touristed spots.  Even the subway doesn't run to this area so we decided to take the subway as far as San Telmo and cab it from there.  The taxi was about 12 pesos and worth some peace of mind. <br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42698' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAiresCaminito164.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42699' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAiresCaminito165.jpg' border=0></a></div>The small area that is El Caminito is quite pretty with the corrugated metal walls painted vibrant colours.  The area is cute. This would make for a beautiful place to hang out if it weren't for the following:<br>- the huge number of stalls<br>- souvenir stores every 2 feet<br>- waiters on the street trying to pull you into their restaurants<br>- tango dancers grabbing people off the street for pictures then trying to charge them 20 pesos (we got suckered and got away with 10 pesos and a quick dash in a random direction)<br>- random people trying to open doors for you for change<br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42700' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAiresCaminito166.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/>Yeah so anyways we had lunch there about 2 blocks from the zoo mentioned above and found a little spot serving empanadas, sandwiches and Lomo (meat sandwiches).  I ordered their sandwich and got thin sliced beef deep fried. The food here was good and affordable.  The highlight was the Chimichurro sauce they served.  My  gawd this stuff is good.  Spicy, tangy, herbaly. Need to pick up a bottle before we come home.<br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42702' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAiresCaminito167.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42704' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAiresCaminito169.jpg' border=0></a></div>Next stop, av Florida which is what they call "the shopping area".  Yeah.  That's what it is.  Every store you can imagine packed into both sides of this narrow street than runs for quite a distance.  This place was packed with people, on a weekday no less.   If you like shopping this is the place for you. This is also an area where you can really see the class divide between the uber rich Europeans and the poor poor locals.  Case and point there was a lady nursing a child on the street and she was pointing to her pregnant belly asking for change.  Truly truly sad.  There was yet another street kid wandering in the same area asking for change.  Then as you enter this doorway to this mall...you see this!<br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42703' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAiresCaminito170.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42705' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAiresCaminito172.jpg' border=0></a></div>We continued on av Florida and noticed it was raining.  Well considering it was 31C out I was kind of happy for some rain finally.  But wait, where are the clouds??  Looking up we see...<p style='clear:both;'/>On our way home we noted something that Argentinians had figured out about advertising that puts them way ahead of us silly Canadians.  Why have cars drive by your billboard advertisement when the billboard can go to the cars?  Brilliant!<br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42706' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAiresCaminito171.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/>Oh yeah and James this pic is for you!<br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42701' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAiresCaminito168.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/>]]></description>
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					<category><![CDATA[Buenos Aires, Argentina]]></category>
					<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 15 - Iguazu and back to Buenos Aires]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[We decided that we saw what we came to see on Day 14 and wanted to spend the day enjoying the hotel itself (and its pools and waterslide).  So that's what we did.  A day at the pool and a tour of the downtown area (it's a small town).  We had lunch in town, bought some knick knacks, swam in the pool, slide down the slide, enjoyed the ridiculously hot sun.  <p style='clear:both;'/>Got back on the plane and flew back to Buenos Aires where we enjoyed a meal at a place not unlike Cubana's which we ate at before we left for Iguazu.  ]]></description>
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					<category><![CDATA[Puerto Iguazu, Argentina]]></category>
					<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 14 - Iguazu Falls]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[What can I say....we woke up super early, packed a day pack full of stuff and headed for the local airport (this one is a short cab from downtown and right on the water).  The driver actually had no idea how to get there.  We kept saying Aeropuerto LOCAL and he kept saying "Aeroparque?" and we kept saying "no no Aeropeurto LOCAL!"  Eventually we realized we were saying the same damn thing. <p style='clear:both;'/>A short 1.5 hour flight later we land in Iguazu and take a shuttle to our hotel "Hotel Cataratas *****".  Yes the hotel name has 5 stars next to it.  No, it is NOT a 5 star hotel [shrug>.  Actually the hotel is VERY nice and does not live up to the lower expectations we had from reading TripAdvisor. Perhaps they did a remodeling since the last reviews.<p style='clear:both;'/>We dropped our bags off in our lovely room overlooking the pool complete with cascading waterfalls and waterslides.  Nice.  We wanted to hit the park right away so we didn't spend much time at the hotel and were soon on our 5 peso bus to the park.  Local transit kicks ass.  I believe the taxi's were charging 70 pesos.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42690' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Iguazu004.jpg' border=0></a></div>The park was magnificent.  There are no words to describe it.  Perhaps just dumping a few pictures might suffice.  Sandy was sad that they wouldn't allow pregnant women to ride the "Grand Adventure" which roughly translates to "we take you in a speedboat up to the falls and you get soaked".  <p style='clear:both;'/>We toured the park as fully as we had time for end landed back at the hotel around 8pm.  We stopped by the Sheraton which is the only hotel INSIDE the park with rooms overlooking the falls.  Pretty cool but not worth the cash, the falls are way cooler up close and the hotel isn't all that close (which is a good thing).  <p style='clear:both;'/>There was an incident of the bus NOT stopping by the hotel on the way back and we had to hike it backwards to the place but it wasn't as bad as it initially seemed.  Regardless none of that made the day less amazing.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42691' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Iguazu027.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42692' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Iguazu068.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42693' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Iguazu033.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42695' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Iguazu112.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42696' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Iguazu158.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42697' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Iguazu074.jpg' border=0></a></div><br>The view from the Sheraton in the park<br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42694' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Iguazu163.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/>]]></description>
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					<category><![CDATA[Puerto Iguazu, Argentina]]></category>
					<pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 13 - Buenos Aires - Palmero]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[Today we decided to head out to the Palmero district with its funky shops and restaurants.     <p style='clear:both;'/>We ended up in the very chic Bar Uriarte which is two stories with the restaurant below and an art gallery above.  The food was first class and the price was fitting for the quality.  All in all this was a great spot for lunch - it even had an outdoor fireplace and patio area. <p style='clear:both;'/>We also noted a law court with incredible architecture!<br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42677' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAires085.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42679' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/IMG-7539.jpg' border=0></a></div>We checked out the botanical gardens and the parks area in Palmero which are supposedly where all the yuppies hang out :)  The Botanical garden is pretty nice and definitely a refuge from all the traffic.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42678' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires086.jpg' border=0></a></div>On the way out we dropped by a Japanese Garden in the parks area of Palmero and snapped some shots.  This was a pretty <a href="/United-States/Nice-Spot">Nice Spot</a> in town - very peaceful and serene which is quite different from Buenos Aires as a whole.<p style='clear:both;'/>We decided to turn in early today in preparation for our flight to Iguazu so we dined at Cubana in <a href="/Argentina/Recoleta">Recoleta</a>.  This is a hot spot in town with Pizza, Empanadas, Calzones and some kind of cheese stew.  Prices were reasonable which explained the large number of locals and the service was good.  They even had crayons and paper table cloths for the young at heart. <p style='clear:both;'/>All in all today was not very picture worthy so this update has few.  Don't worry the next post has many many many!<br>]]></description>
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					<category><![CDATA[Buenos Aires, Argentina]]></category>
					<pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 10 - Santiago - Cerro Santa Cristobal]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[<div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42410' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Santiago061.jpg' border=0></a></div>We spent the day touring around the lovely hill that is Santa Cristobal.  This place is a little like stanley park only with many more activities for young and old alike.  The hill is marked on two opposite ends by a gondola on one side and a Funicular on the other.  You can pick up some tickets to ride up the gondola, tour the park and then ride down the funicular into the trendy neighborhood of Bellavista.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42411' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Santiago064.jpg' border=0></a></div>The gondola makes one stop in the middle of the park where there is a swimming pool (outdoor and gorgeous) as well as multiple picnic areas and a wonderful area for kids to play in.  We were very pleasantly surprised to see the number of playgrounds throughout the city and found them to be far superior to the ones we have back at home.  <br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42412' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Santiago070.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42415' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Santiago074.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42414' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Santiago080.jpg' border=0></a></div>We continued onwards to the end of the gondola run where the lovely virgin mary sits atop the highest peak and gazes lovingly to the people below.  It would probably make for a pretty humbling experience if it weren't for the 3-4 giant cell towers behind her.  Nice touch. <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42413' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Santiago088.jpg' border=0></a></div>We rode the funicular down the steep hill and meandered around Bellavista below.   The area is much like Main Street with it's funky shops and little restaurants.   There was also a little tourist trap called "Patio Bellavista" hawking all sorts of wares.  Down the street from there we found a more "real" market with stuff going for around 30 to 40% less money.  <p style='clear:both;'/>We ended our little escapade at a place called La Mia Papa which was recommended by the Lonely Planet.  The dinner was buffet style and went for about $25CDN.  Sounds steep but it's ALL YOU CAN DRINK AND EAT.  Drinks included hard and soft liquor and pretty much as many Pisco Sours as you can handle.  The food was pretty good and there was a very wide range of sides on top of very tender well done steaks and chicken.  I believe they also had blood sausage which we avoided.  I went a little overboard and managed render myself unable to eat much while I was dazed from merely two drinks.  So sad.  Anyone with a decent tolerance would get their money's worth! Lucky that Sandy had an appetite and made our trip worthwhile :)<p style='clear:both;'/><p style='clear:both;'/>]]></description>
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					<category><![CDATA[Santiago, Chile]]></category>
					<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 12 - Buenos Aires]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[Now that we have an apartment we also have some limited facilities so we can dine at home for breakfast and not have to go hunting around town for food.  This works out well and lets be just a tad more lazy. This ended up being a blessing since it's Sunday and, seriously, nothing is open on Sunday!<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42391' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires022.jpg' border=0></a></div>We headed north today to Recolata's famous Cemetery.  We're not really for graves and gravestones but this one was apparently not to be missed.  We arrived in the morning amid a bustle of vendors setting up a little Sunday market.  We headed into the Recolata Cemetery and immediately noticed why it was such a "site to behold".  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42392' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires026.jpg' border=0></a></div>This was no ordinary graveyard.  It was more like a collection of very nice Mausoleums.  Every "gravesite" contained a building ranging from 1 to 3 stories high.  The wealthy families of B.A. reside here along with several famous military figures.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42397' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires028.jpg' border=0></a></div>The "highlight", if you wan to call it that, of the cemetery was Duarte family site where "Evita" rests in peace.  Regardless the place is creepy and we left pretty quickly. <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42393' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAires036.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42394' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires035.jpg' border=0></a></div>We headed south from there looking for some famous old school cafes (which were all closed of course).  Our main goal was to take the subway down to San Telmo where every sunday there's an antique fair.  On the way we decided to check out Plaza de Mayo and the gorgeous European style buildings there.  This city really is like a European city plucked and dropped into Latin America, it's rather uncanny.   <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42396' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires042.jpg' border=0></a></div>After more muddling through the subway system (1.10 pesos per ride = about 25 cents) we ended up on the 9th of July Avenue (they have several streets named after dates).  This is one ridiculous street.  There are 8 lanes going each direction and some kind of collector lane on each side.  Total number of lanes? 18!  This is NOT a highway, it's a main city street. <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42399' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires043.jpg' border=0></a></div>We bought some pastries on our way to the main street and followed the crowds.  There was live music everywhere from didgeridoos (yah weird) to guitars, to bongos to live tango dancing.  Quite a show and a great spot to be at for the day.  Lot's of vendors selling junk (antiques I think they call it).  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42398' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires049.jpg' border=0></a></div>We ended up at La Vieja Rotisseria which was recommended by our book and ordered some parrilla.  Yep, more meat!  Sandy had the "little steak" and I ordered "Vacio" which roughly translates to somewhere in the spectrum of porterhouse and sirloin with fat on both ends.  The meat was tender, medium rare and oh my god SO flavourful.  These Argentinians know how to farm cows.  The fat on both sides was almost rendered off from slow heat on burning charcoal embers.  The smokey flavour was through and through and the meat's own flavour stood out amongst all else.  Vacio how I love thee.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42402' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires055.jpg' border=0></a></div>We continued onwards after shedding off some meat sweats and moved down the street with the crowds.  We picked up some souvenirs and I picked up a matte cup.  Matte is an institution here with all the vendors drinking through metal straws into these hallowed out gourds made of wood or ceramic or metal.  The cups are always full of matte tea which is like green tea but more earthy and they always have a thermos of hot water with them.  I tested mine out when I got home and to top off the flavour of the tea, the gourd imparts an almost leathery flavour.  Most interesting and strangely tasty.  Oh yeah we stopped off at a McCafe to see what it was like. Man talk about FANCY.  I ordered an Espresso and got nice dishes, a cup of mineral water and a chocolate biscotti all served very European style.  This is McDonalds?  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42430' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires060.jpg' border=0></a></div>Tonight we went to the famous Cabanas Los Lilas and enjoyed their steaks.  This place is highly overpriced for Argentinian standards but quite reasonable for North American standards.  A slab of meat costs around $30 which is comparable to Gothams or Morton's at home.  We took a brief stroll around the Puerto Madero which reminds me of false creek.  Essentially reclaimed port land used for chic restaurants and a fancy promenade.  This area just screams gentrification.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42431' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires067.jpg' border=0></a></div>We went back to the restaurant and dropped our names to put ourselves on the 40 minute wait.  We were given a pager and spent the time watching the chefs at work on the grills.  Things we noticed: <p style='clear:both;'/>1. The grills are fed by coal heat and constantly running at burning red ember temperatures.<br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42433' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAires076.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/>2. The chefs were efficient and kept their stations clean and orderly.  Well oiled machine for sure. <p style='clear:both;'/>3. The raw steaks came in on trays and came in volumes.  This is a T-Bone.  It was hard not to feel excited.<br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42432' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAires072.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/>4. They have pictures of prize winning cows on their walls. These guys love their beef.<br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42434' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAires078.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42435' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires082.jpg' border=0></a></div>We finally sat down and were presented with a ridiculous array of appy's which we didn't order.  There was this platter of chicken, fish, oven roasted tomatoes, Boconcini, Roasted red pepper.  In addition to this we were presented with 10 different types of bread and various sauces to accompany them.  Nice way to start the meal.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42437' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires084.jpg' border=0></a></div>The moment of truth.  I ordered the Ribeye steak RARE and Sandy ordered some ribs MEDIUM.  We also added some mushrooms as a side dish as well as Papas Souffle.  This being a serious steak house, when you order a piece of meat you get just that - the meat.  Nothing comes with the dish.  When our meals arrived the meat looked wonderful.  There was a very nice even crust to both dishes and the ribeye was - indeed - rare.  Nicely seared on the outside, still red on the inside.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42436' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires083.jpg' border=0></a></div>The ribs were flavourful and rich with just a little crunch on the surface.  The ribeye had a very rich strong flavour which was marvellous.  Neither hunks of meat were squirting juices onto the plate - this meant they were properly turned and rested before service.  The other really interesting touch were the papas souffle.  This translates to potato souffle. So how do you do this?  Well I was impressed.  The potatoes were served puffed out with nothing inside.  Further research indicated that the potatoes were thinly sliced and then placed in very hot oil.  The moisture in the potato slice boiled in the heat and caused the slice of potato to puff - souffle.  This was culinary magic and I was impressed. <p style='clear:both;'/><br>]]></description>
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					<category><![CDATA[Buenos Aires, Argentina]]></category>
					<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 11 - Buenos Aires]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[<div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42384' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires005.jpg' border=0></a></div>Say goodbye to the Sheraton and its free 10 minutes per day internet.  Hello Buenos Aires with its free internet.  We rented a condo in Recolata in an old school building.  The type with the elevator that had the manual close doors (outside and inside).  Our unit has air conditioning and internet, two necessities in this 35C weather.  With it came 4 sets of keys - the door has two, the safe in the room has one and the main door outside has one.  You can't leave the building (nor enter) without a key.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42401' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires006.jpg' border=0></a></div>The neighborhood is definitely posh with McDonalds even looking pretty fancy. There is also an ice cream shop here which is done up like a fancy coffee shop complete with uniformed waiters.  Totally insane.  The main street here Santa Fe is brimming with clothes shops and even a MacStation store.  We noticed people "shopping" for shoes through he metal grated doors of a closed shop.  You can really see the priorities here differ from what we saw in Santiago.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42388' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires018.jpg' border=0></a></div>So tonight was meat night and we decided to go to a place recommended by the rental agency - Siga la Vaca (follow the cow).  It's in the trendy Puerto Madero district.  We tried to take a subway but had trouble finding one.  When we asked people where the station was they gave us a spiel about theft and keeping our backpacks on our front.  So....we took a taxi instead.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42385' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires010.jpg' border=0></a></div>Siga la Vaca is an all-you-can eat buffet of meat and sides.  They have two or three grill areas where they have slabs of cow, pig, and chicken on burning embers and you just point and choose.  What was so magical about the place was how specific you could be on your choice.  "I wan't that piece but slice off that part of the fat, keep THAT fat and cut it at this angle so I get the crispy bits.  Then I want that sausage and I want THIS (he points to under his armpit) part of the cow".  <br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42387' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAires012.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42386' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAires009.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42390' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/BuenosAires019.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42389' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/BuenosAires016.jpg' border=0></a></div>Meat heaven. The chorizo (sausage) was very good and I had the grill master make up up some hanger steak (Entrana).  He was more than happy to do so.  Sandy fought with some ladies for some shish kebab skewers and won.  The meal came with unlimited sides, a drink and dessert.  This place was insanity.  <p style='clear:both;'/>]]></description>
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					<pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 9 - Santiago]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[We got into Santiago in the evening of Day 8 and nothing much to report.  We found a cheap place to eat - sort of fast food called SchopDog and then slept. <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42202' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Santiago004.jpg' border=0></a></div>We got up on Day 9 and headed for the subway.  By the way, the Sheraton sucks for free services.  No free internet, not free water.  They suck.  3500 pesos for water?  Are you nuts?  We bought the same amount of water at the supermarket for 419 pesos!  Food? Want some dinner?  Yeah shell out buddy.  Anyways, I digress, we caught a subway downtown and walked around.  We found a cool colonial home which contains the very first elevator in Santiago.  Too bad it was closed for tours.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42203' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Santiago005.jpg' border=0></a></div>The architecture in Santiago is quite amazing.  Lot's of Spanish/European design and many many many churches.  90% of this country is roman catholic.  Oh I should also mention that Chileans love to make out.  Like harsh make out.  Imagine from here on in that EVERY photo I have probably has couple somewhere near harsh sucking tongue. <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42204' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Santiago013.jpg' border=0></a></div>We sent out our post cards today as well since the central post office is not only gorgeous but also functional.  You buy stamps outside from street vendors (??) and then send out the cards inside.  We had some guy come by and ask us if we were Japanese, this has happened a few times now :)<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42205' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Santiago018.jpg' border=0></a></div>After shipping out the post cards in the Plaza de Armas, we headed through the wonderful shopping areas and decided to try a Rice Mote Con Huessilos Heladito.  It's like some kind of barley mixed with a peach juice with chunks of peach.  Very refreshing!  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42206' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Santiago020.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42207' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Santiago024.jpg' border=0></a></div>We had a lunch/snack/dinner in the Mercado which is a huge fish market full of fresh fish - a la Pike Place Market - but with lots of tables in the middle.  There were MANY very pushy people trying to get us to eat at their restaurant. Everywhere we went we were ushered to tables.  What was funny after wandering around the entire complex was that ALL the restaurants actually belonged to one of two places.  It was either place A or place B but they had "micro restaurants" all over which belonged to team A or B.  Messed up.  Regardless they had lots of fish including Chilean sea bass, too bad they don't know how to cook it.  What a waste of a good fish.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42208' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Santiago031.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42209' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Santiago046.jpg' border=0></a></div>We completed our day hiking up Cerro Santa Lucia which is the "hill" in the middle of central Santiago.  There's a church at the top as well as a viewpoint.  I'd like to call this hill "make-out hill" but considering people make out EVERYWHERE the name has little meaning.  I think I'll conclude today that the Chilean national pastime is to find some shade and stick your tongue down someone's throat.  To this, Chileans excel. <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42210' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Santiago055.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/>Make love not war.  :)<p style='clear:both;'/>]]></description>
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					<category><![CDATA[Santiago, Chile]]></category>
					<pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 7/8 - Self Touring Easter Island]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[<div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42195' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland168.jpg' border=0></a></div>We rented an ATV for the day to putt  around the island and check out sites we missed on the full day tour.  We headed up one of the 3 volcanos on the island - Rano Kau.  The volcanos are where much of the island's rain water is collected.  What was a little shocking to us was what they DO in these volcanos.  They FUMIGATE the suckers every year!  This controls the mosquito population but man, talk about scorched earth policy.  Still I guess our lack of bites was rather nice. <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42196' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland178.jpg' border=0></a></div>On top of the volcano is the village of Orongo.  This village was built by the second settlers (short-ears) and contains like 21 rock houses which were used by the leaders of all the villages and only used for spiritual purposes.  Every year they come up to this spot and watch a sea-bird come to the smaller islands viewable from the village to nest.  These people then wait for the bird to lay eggs.  Then it becomes an egg hunt.  Yeah, you got it, an egg hunt on freakin EASTER ISLAND.  The person who finds the egg becomes the new leader.  These "bird-men" lived from the 17th century to the 18th.  I still can't get over the "egg hunt" happening on the island which was discovered on Easter Sunday. It's wonderful.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42197' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/EasterIsland186.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42198' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/EasterIsland191.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><br><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42199' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland206.jpg' border=0></a></div>We got back down and checked out the museum and learned a bit more about the history of this place.  They also have one of 2 FEMALE Moai's which are much thinner and elongated than the classical Easter Island carvings.  Very cool.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42200' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland212.jpg' border=0></a></div>We then headed for the "7".  In Ahu Akivi there are 7 Moai's which do not face their village but instead face the ocean!  Why?  Well, the king of some island in Polynesia was running out of food so he sent 7 of his mariners out to find new land to settle.  The fruits of their labour was Rapa Nui and to commemorate their efforts, when the king arrived on the island to settle it, he had 7 Moai's carved in their honour, facing the sea.  These are the ONLY 7 that face the sea.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42201' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland229.jpg' border=0></a></div>We spent the rest of the day exploring and getting our clothes covered in the red dust that is Rapa Nui's dirt :)<p style='clear:both;'/>We left Rapa Nui on day 8 and this is just a snap of the japanese place we had dinner at on Day 7.  It was overpriced but it was pretty tasty.<p style='clear:both;'/><p style='clear:both;'/><p style='clear:both;'/>  <p style='clear:both;'/>]]></description>
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					<category><![CDATA[Hanga Roa, Chile]]></category>
					<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 6 - Easter Island Tour]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[<div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42185' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland055.jpg' border=0></a></div>We were very happy to have joined a full day tour to learn more about the history of the island and see some sights we probably would have missed.  The top knot in this photo is actually representative of the red hair of the settlers tied up in a knot.  So the original polynesian settlers had RED hair?  Woa. <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42186' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland071.jpg' border=0></a></div>We saw many Moai's which had been toppled or had fallen over.  Apparently the first settlers, who were referred to as "long ears", were the ones who came up with the idea of carving these icons. The second round of settlers, referred to as "short ears", arrived at the island with very low social status and worked as laborers.   Eventually food on the island was running out and the lord could not keep their people fed, so there was a war.  The laborers overthrew their lords and toppled their Moai's to destroy their "mana" or spiritual energy.  Pretty much ALL Moai's were toppled in the war which meant that all these statues as we see them "upright" have been restored.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42187' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland076.jpg' border=0></a></div>Another crappy thing was the Earthquake in the 1960s in Chile which created a tsunami that hauled ass through the island and pretty much wrecked a bunch of Moai's.  This is the same earthquake which caused the tsunami in Japan! <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42188' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland089.jpg' border=0></a></div>We continued up to the Quarry where the Moai's were made.  Man what the hell were these people thinking?  Climb up to this rocky mountain, cut INTO the mountain and build these giant rock statues, cut them out of the mountain and then DRAG them down (possibly 3km) to the coast and then HAUL them upright onto these giant rock platforms.  Oh yeah and if the lord didn't like the statue he had them make a new one.  Let's not even go into what happens if it breaks on the way there.  Regardless, the quarry is where you have Moai's that didn't make it out to the coast, Moai's that were rejected by the lords, maybe even spares?  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42189' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/EasterIsland091.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42190' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland098.jpg' border=0></a></div>There were additional stories of the top knots which come from a different area of the island.  They were cut out as giant cylinders and then rolled to their final spot.  The act of rolling caused the top knot to shrink in size as bits were abbraised off in transit.  It's awe inspiring and continuously begs the question - why?  Massive massive whips is my only answer.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42191' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/EasterIsland101.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42192' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/EasterIsland106.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42193' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/EasterIsland119.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><br><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42194' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland138.jpg' border=0></a></div>We rounded out the tour at the site of 15 restored Maoi's in what must have been the largest village on the island.  These 15 were restored by generous funding from Japan as well as some heavy equipment which was also donated.  These 15 are simply amazing to look at. <p style='clear:both;'/><br>]]></description>
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					<category><![CDATA[Hanga Roa, Chile]]></category>
					<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 5 - Easter Island]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[<div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42179' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland003.jpg' border=0></a></div>We got in around 1pm after a 5 hour flight from Santiago.  Our first <a href="/Canada/Mission">Mission</a>?  Check out the Moai close to our hotel.  It's hard to describe the magic of being next to these statues in the flesh (<a href="/United-Kingdom/Stone">Stone</a>).  Our first Moai was in Ahu Tahai which is a fully restored Moai with the eyes still in tact - yes they have eyes!  The eyes in Ahu Tahai are made of Coral and Obsidian. This Moai sits alone on his own platform.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42180' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland011.jpg' border=0></a></div>There were 5 more Moai's in the same village of Tahai.  These were also restored but were not in as good of a shape as the main Moai on his own platform.  All Moai's except 7 face inland towards the villiage that they represent.  The Moai's themselves were chiseled out of <a href="/United-Kingdom/Stone">Stone</a> from a quarry in the eastern part of the island and then dragged to their platforms.  The statues represent the nobility / leaders of the village and they range in size from 1.5m to a whopping 21m (yes 21 freakin meters high).  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42181' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/EasterIsland012.jpg' border=0></a></div>We learned that there is definitive proof now that the people who made these statues were from Polynesia (not Inca descent) and they made the 6000km journey on boats (mainly outriggers!).  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42182' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/EasterIsland026.jpg' border=0></a></div>We hung out around Tahai for sunset and snapped some more photos. Food in Rapa Nui is, as expected, inflated.  I'd say food is about 3x the cost we experienced on the coast of <a href="/Chile">Chile</a>.  We tried to keep to budget by locating cheaper, more local style places.  This worked pretty well.  We walked along the coast of the island from Tahai into <a href="/Chile/Hanga-Roa">Hanga Roa</a> and enjoyed a simple snack/meal for the evening.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42183' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/EasterIsland043.jpg' border=0></a></div><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42184' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/EasterIsland051.jpg' border=0></a></div><br>]]></description>
					<author><![CDATA[yungwesl]]></author>
					<category><![CDATA[Hanga Roa, Chile]]></category>
					<pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 4 - Concon and Renaca (Day at the Beach)]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[<div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42170' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Concon-Renaca002.jpg' border=0></a></div>Beach Day!  We headed north up the coast to Renaca and Concon.  The day was sunny and the skies were blue - normal day in Chile :)  We stopped off at a spot where Pablo Naruda did some of his writing.  The spot overlooked the seaside cliffs of the pacific coast with a very cool breeze passing through.  It was a great spot to reflect.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42171' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Concon-Renaca015.jpg' border=0></a></div>We continued northward to Renaca and noticed that going to the beach on a Saturday meant a LOT of people.  Holy crap do Chilleans love the beach.  We continued north a little more and when we arrived we had to find a small patch to camp out in.  Chillean beaches are, in my opinion, the best beach experience I've ever had.  The conditions are perfect (it's Wednesday and nothin's on TV); The sun is HOT, the breeze off the water is cool and when you lie down, you get the brilliant warmth of the sun.  If it's too hot, you get up and the cool breeze brings immediate relief.  The ocean is COLD as hell.  That damn Humbolt current really does a good job.  This is actually a good thing since the hot sun is well offset by the cold water.  The surf is brilliant and body surfing is excellent.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42172' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Concon-Renaca019.jpg' border=0></a></div>After a good hot day at the beach, we decided to continue northward to Concon and located a wonderful Empanada spot on the street.  The lady was nice enough to point out my options (Ground beef, Abalone, Crab, Mushroom, and like 6 more types).  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42173' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Concon-Renaca022.jpg' border=0></a></div>We tried the crab, the abalone and the ground beef (pino).  My god they were good. THESE were empanadas.  The shells were crispy, the insides were hot and moist, the suckers were PACKED with crab.  Seafood heaven baby, seafood heaven.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42174' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Concon-Renaca024.jpg' border=0></a></div>When we parked our car at the beach, this nice lady put a cardboard box on our windshield.  This made a huge difference in the temp of our car when we got back.  I tipped her and she was happy.  I don't mind that service, it was quite nice not to have to air out the car.  On our way back to Renaca, we noticed some of these cardboard boxes were - shall we say - branded?  Nice.  Very nice.  Durex - protect your weenie, protect your car.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42175' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/Concon-Renaca033.jpg' border=0></a></div>Our hostel hostess recommended La Gatita in Renaca for dinner as it "can't be missed".  We arrived at around 10:30pm (normal for dinner).  Talk about lines.  It was like Stephos.  Too bad the food wasn't as good!  We got to eat around 11:30pm and ordered whatever fish was left.  The fish was overcooked but the sauce was good.  Sandy ordered a chillean salad as a side dish.  Ha.  That's onion and tomato uncooked.  Who the heck just eats onion and tomato? Yuck!<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42176' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Concon-Renaca037.jpg' border=0></a></div><br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=42177' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/Concon-Renaca038.jpg' border=0></a></div><br>]]></description>
					<author><![CDATA[yungwesl]]></author>
					<category><![CDATA[Renaca, Chile]]></category>
					<pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 5 - Chilean Wines]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[<div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41839' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/VinadelMar022.jpg' border=0><br>Want some power?</a></div>Before we begin we forgot to post this pic.  It's what I like to call "Chilean Power Bar".  This is a lamp post splitting power to houses in every which direction with absolutely no plan or organization.  I guess the bottom line is, everyone got their power.  Plugging the laptop in to charge overnight now makes us worry a little more.<p style='clear:both;'/>We spent the day sampling wines at a few wineries in the Casablanca and Maipo regions.  Casablanca is famous for their white varietals such as Sauv Blanc as well as their Pino Noir.  It was painful finding the places and the government conveniently placed toll booths at all exits off the highway that leads to wineries.  It made for a more difficult time getting to the actual wineries.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-left:10px;float:right;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41841' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/WineriesSA009.jpg' border=0><br>Casa del Bosque - Tasting room</a></div>Our first stop was at Casa Del Bosque which won a few awards and has a 91pt Sauv Blanc which I wanted to try.  The Building is gorgeous and he inside is very clean and modern looking.  I'm not sure how old this winery is but the 'tasting room' consisted of comfy couches in a living-room setup and they bring drinks to you.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41840' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/WineriesSA008.jpg' border=0><br>Casa del Bosque - Enjoying (or not) some of their wines</a></div>Well at least this was what we saw some other people doing.  We got to taste in their tasting room which was layed out like a dining table.  Still pretty fancy.  I got to try a sauv blanc and a chardonnay as well as a pinot noir.  The tasting cost us 5000 pesos (about $10CDN!).  Needless to say I was very underwhelmed with the wines and we left.  Well, we tried to leave but they took so long to give me change I ended up forcing them to move their asses.  Who the hell fills out a DHL form when a customer is waiting to pay for tasting your barely passable wine? <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-left:10px;float:right;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41842' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/WineriesSA012.jpg' border=0><br>Veramonte Winery</a></div>Our next stop was Veramonte, a pretty large winery down the road from Casa Del Bosque.  Their service was quick, they poured us a wine for 500 pesos ($1 CDN) so we tried 2 - Another Cab Sauv and another Pinot Noir (hell we're in Casablanca, this is the shit they grow here!).  The Cab Sauv was delicious with nose of pinneaple and citrus fruits.  We picked up a bottle.  Oh and I got my change promptly here.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41844' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/WineriesSA018.jpg' border=0><br>Conch Y Toro Main Entrance</a></div>Our last stop (unforunately due to time constraints) was of course the mega winery - Concha Y Toro.  This place is nuts.  For a winery this large I am still surprised how difficult it was to get to by car.  Their web site only posts "subway and taxi" solutions.  Clearly it isn't an easy one to get to.  Situated in the small town of Pirque, the winery is not really that close to a major highway and requires some poking around to find.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-left:10px;float:right;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41843' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/WineriesSA016-1.jpg' border=0><br>Conch Y Toro - Original Vines (~30 years old)</a></div>Ok the story of our journey to Concha Y Toro begins like any story by me.  Google maps.  So google maps had like 5 hits on this one location close to Pirque and some smattering of dots elsewhere.  Since the winery web site didn't have directions we took the google ones with us.  After a lot of detours and constructions zones we found a large archway with the name "Concha Y Toro".  Awesome we found it.  The security guard was very confused.  We were trying to tell him we wanted to go to the Winery (arms gesticulating).  He looked miffed but let us through.  We drove in and found nothing but a Winery called Almaviva.  Hmm.  The gate was closed.  We drove around to the front and went into the parking area....<p style='clear:both;'/>A cop with a whistle tooted as us and had us freeze at our car and then asked us (my translation) "what the fuck are you doing here?".  So some more gesticulating it turns out he has no idea what we want but he directed us out back the way we came (we thought he was giving us directions to the actual winery.  No dice.<p style='clear:both;'/>So we get more lost and end up a grocery store where some friendly girls there gave us directions.  Well how nice, they gave us directions to the SAME Concha Y Toro with the same confused security guard.  So that didn't work, we proceed to a gas station and he gives us the SAME directions BUT this time we tell him it's the one in Pirque and he goes "oh! Pirque".  Directions were finally given and we finally stumbled on it. This is like the top wine producer in NORTH AMERICA.  How the hell can it be so hard to find and in the middle of butt fuck nowhere with no signs?  Hilarious.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41845' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/WineriesSA023.jpg' border=0><br>Conch Y Toro - Diablo wine cellar</a></div>So we get in, pay for a tour and do our thing.  It's a pretty cool Winery with a few cheesy parts to the tour.  The "motivational video" at the beginning was oozing Chikuwa Cheese.  The "Diablo Story" where they turn out the lights to spook you is also pretty damn cheesy but hey its all in good fun and the Wine,  most importantly, is quite quite good.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-left:10px;float:right;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41847' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/WineriesSA029.jpg' border=0><br>Conch Y Toro Late Harvest</a></div>We picked up some Late harvest - how the hell do you go wrong with a $4 late harvest??.  We also picked up a Marques - Cab Sauv (wow this was good) - $16USD and a bottle of the "Casillero Del Diablo - Cab Sauv - Syrah Blend" - $6 USD (!!).  Wow man this is insanely cheap stuff. <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41846' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/WineriesSA028.jpg' border=0><br>Conch Y Toro - Almaviva </a></div>We also found out what Almaviva was all about - It's a joint venture between Concha Y Toro and Baron Phillipe de Rothschild of France.  Bourdeaux grapes with a French Ally Winemaker.  The bottles were listed at about $124 USD each so I can see why we got our balls busted at the gate when we found a way into the winery.  I'm guessing they only do private tastings there.<p style='clear:both;'/><p style='clear:both;'/> <br>]]></description>
					<author><![CDATA[yungwesl]]></author>
					<category><![CDATA[Pirque, Chile]]></category>
					<pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 4 - Valparaiso]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[We got up pretty late this morning and managed to make it to free breakfast before it closed.  Simple stuff - eggs, toast, sausages. The plan of attack today was to head for Valparaiso (the seaside city close to our seaside town of Vina Del Mar).  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41807' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/ValparaisoBlog006.jpg' border=0></a></div>Valparaiso it incredibly hilly and as a result there are multiple Funicular's around. We managed to catch a ride on 2.  Parking was a nightmare as expected so we took our little 1.6L Nissan up the ridiculously steep slopes and found parking amongst the rats nest of streets in one of the Cerra's (hills).  In fact it was such an insane twisted mess getting to our spot we had to take a picture of the cross street and mark down the names of hostels in the area if we had any hope of finding the car again.<p style='clear:both;'/>We hiked down the streets and stumbled upon a very nice cafe overlooking a plaza in the city.  The houses all around Valparaiso are painted in a multitude of colours making the hillside quite beautiful to look at. <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41811' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/ValparaisoBlog011.jpg' border=0></a></div> Unfortunately many of the buildings are also pretty delapitated so what you see a lot of is rust on the corrugated metal walls and roofs.  A street band was starting up "check uno, dos, tres, quattro, quattro, cinco, cinco, uno, uno".  You could hear em clear up the valley.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41812' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/ValparaisoBlog000.jpg' border=0></a></div><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41803' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/ValparaisoBlog001.jpg' border=0></a></div> After a nice jaunt down a large number of stairs we found ourselves in downtown Valparaiso.  We made quick work of getting to the Plaza of Heroes and took some snaps of the Chilean Armada building and the statue of las heroes. We toured around and found a funicular up to a viewpoint.  <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41804' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/ValparaisoBlog003.jpg' border=0></a></div> The funicular was a little scary - it was about 100 years old.<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41801' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/ValparaisoBlog002.jpg' border=0></a></div> Now I know where the reports come from. <br><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41802' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/ValparaisoBlog004.jpg' border=0></a></div> And James, this is for you...<p style='clear:both;'/>More touring about found us in yet another plaza where, I swear to god or whatever non-god you might believe or not believe in,  there was a guy who looked a little like a postal worker walking through the plaza.  This isn't the shocking part of course, no it was the 5-6 dogs previously frolicking in the fountain - can you guess what they did?  Yep, they chased the hell out of him barking and snarling.  <p style='clear:both;'/>Ok so we find our way to yet another funicular which I might add is WAY more vertical than the one we took earlier and got up most of the way to the car and drove it back down to find some food.  We ended up at the other end of town at a grocery called "Santa Isabel" with a canteen sorta thing upstairs.  We had a chicken leg, spicy mashed potatoes, a tamale (yum!) and some sort of veggie platter with tuna and a coke for...$7 CDN.  mmmm now that's value! <p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41806' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/ValparaisoBlog007.jpg' border=0></a></div>We left Valparaiso earlier than expected and went hunting for the Wineries in Casablanca.  We failed miserably.  Don't ask me why it was horrible. Regardless we'll do better tomorrow I hope.  On the way back we snapped a pick of the "flower clock"<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto' ><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41810' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/580/ValparaisoBlog010.jpg' border=0></a></div><p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-left:10px;float:right;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41808' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/ValparaisoBlog008.jpg' border=0></a></div>We also checked out the beach in Vina Del Mar when we got back.  Holy packed batman.  It's a weeknight and they're packing the beaches.  The view was nice at least.  South Americans, most of them are in good shape ;)<p style='clear:both;'/><div class='borderedPhoto'  style='margin-right:10px;float:left;'><a href='/Photos/PhotoView.aspx?imageID=41809' class='photoLink' ><img src='http://img2.blogabond.com/UserPhotos/4954/300/ValparaisoBlog009.jpg' border=0></a></div>We ate at 10:30pm tonight - a little earlier now and it was ok.  The Paella was quite good and I had some kind of Eel which tastes like fish.  Tomorrow it's wine time!<p style='clear:both;'/><p style='clear:both;'/>]]></description>
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					<pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 2 - Eagle has landed]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[Landed safely in Santiago after a pretty damn long flight.  I believe Sandy was complaining that I slept soundly and without interruption.  Looks like I take after dad afterall.<p style='clear:both;'/>Language barriers became an immediate problem as soon as we got off the plane and attempts at english got more and more difficult as we left.  Good fun!  I am amazed at the power of context and arm flailing.  We humans can really communicate without saying anything!<p style='clear:both;'/>We rented a small car (manual tranny - woo woo) and made our way to <a href="/Chile/Vina-del-Mar">Vina del Mar</a>.  Let me say....tolls suck ass!  We were eying the ATM at the airport and for some reason did not decide to pull some Peso's out.  Dumbasses. Anyways we hit three (3) THREE toll booths on our way and paid a total of about $9 USD.  The worrying part was the unknown tollbooth we might run into and the fact that we were clean out of small bills.  We get to wait till tomorrow to hit the bank and get a favourable exchange.  Until then we're going to get raped with USD pricing. <p style='clear:both;'/>Weather however is awesome.  Gotta be around 27 and sunny.  Very dry heat too.  Enjoying it.  We checked into the hotel after navigating a mad number of one way streets and are just cleaning up in prep for siesta and then check out the town.  Pics to follow, only now have we actually opened the damn camera bag :)<p style='clear:both;'/>]]></description>
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					<category><![CDATA[Vina del Mar, Chile]]></category>
					<pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 1 - The flight out]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[Nothing like getting out of the Vancouver slush on an early ride with Jeff to the airport.  We had yet ANOTHER delay to our flight (now that's 2 hours).<p style='clear:both;'/>Free internet in YVR is our friend.  How on earth did our parent survive 2 hour delays let alone longer.  Finally boarded after using a 2-for-1 at A&W for some bacon and eggers. <p style='clear:both;'/>The plane was...nice!  Amazing for air canada!  In fact every seat even had power plugs.  This is new to me as I guess I've been shoved in some pretty old ass planes in the past.  Regardless they even had USB pugs for charging my phone.  Thank you Air Canada!  Service was surly at best...this doesn't surprise me too much for the airline.  I do enjoy the movie selection, very nice indeed. I even got to watch some episodes of House.  Needless to say my book has 10 pages read.  We shouldn't complain, they were apologising to many people flying back  from down under who were probably subjected to a muti-day layover in Vancouver during the snow storm.<p style='clear:both;'/>Now we're in the T.dot waiting again...4 hours...we got herded into the secure area after seeing all the wonderful airport cafes and crap we could have enjoyed.  Now we're in the 'secure' area with pretty limited facilities - still it's not that bad.  In fact we enjoyed a lovely 4 chicken strips and some salad for a low low $32.  Yay airports.<p style='clear:both;'/>Coming up next, 10 hour flight to Santiago.  Feel those legs go to sleep...feel em!<p style='clear:both;'/>]]></description>
					<author><![CDATA[yungwesl]]></author>
					<category><![CDATA[Toronto, Canada]]></category>
					<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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					<title><![CDATA[Day 0 - Packing]]></title>
					<description><![CDATA[Getting ready for the flight out to Toronto and experiencing one of THE most relaxing packing experiences ever. Leaving on a Tuesday certainly makes things simpler and there isn't the mad rush to throw shit into bags. Still, I am certain we'll forget something very vital and curse on the plane.<p style='clear:both;'/>Too much time can also be a bad thing.<br>]]></description>
					<author><![CDATA[yungwesl]]></author>
					<category><![CDATA[Vancouver, Canada]]></category>
					<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate> 
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