musings in a jasmine scented evening
10.11.2009 - 10.11.2009 27 °C
Now sitting in the hotel La Sorgente next to the pool surrounded by a tropical night, scented with jasimine I am refelcting on the day ... or days, and a confession while writing this blog, I am sipping on a Gin and Tonic, with lime, which is the most conducive drink I know that when mixed with a tropical evening makes one ponder... and ponder.. so if this blog entry introspective so be it..
So going to the title of this blog, it is a story of how I got here and the experiences along the way. ..
So contextually I do want to experience Argentina in both place and socially.
With that social experience I do want to just experience as best as I can. So I made a decision to catch buses when I could.
Coming to Iguazu is one of those social experiences.. a bus trip. I could not get the extra fancy bus but got an express with er.... first class seats.. which are called cama suite. These are seats that reclince... in my case to about 45 degrees with a foot rest... the really good ones go flat.. but were fully booked.
The buses here are super elegant.. double decker affairs that are normally mercede benz buses and go like... whatever you want to say.. but FAST... so it´s first class downstairs and second upstairs..wow!!! doesn´t that sound snobby.
Well got on the bus at 7 pm... after a day of wondering around BA.. and it unexpectantly rained.. guess the forecasters are as bad here as ... well EVERYWHERE else... so had to go back to the hotel where they were holding my luggage.. got changed and gratefully was able to use a spare bathroom, with shower to freshen up.. then went to my favourite tea shop ( www. teaconnection.ar.com ) I absolutley LOVE their tea.. had tea.. then had a salad with avocado, tomato, onion, brown rice, grated carrot and self serve olive oil and vinegar.. it was to DIE for after all the meat I had been eating. ..
So blah blah blah.. went to the station and directly to my departure point.. oopssss!!! forgot to say stopped in at a cafe and had a litre of beer... dont´worry this is the same as the USA variety... one liter.. NO PROBLEM... and got on the bus.. now you think that is nothing..the bus station is three stories high.. with a double row of ticket counters that take 15 minutes to walk by.. NO KIDDING.. the name? Retiro station.
Anyway tired from the day we left.. took us an hour and a half to get out of the city.. ( 18 million people)... then stopped inthe middle of nowhere.. where some dude dropped off boxes of food... which they served.
I AM NOT going to go on and on.. but it was the worst slop EVER.. NO exaggeration. ... for me totall inedible... wont describe it but to say.. something about slices of ham... some kind of disgusting cold potato and pea salad thing.. and hot turkey and mashed potatoe..the salad thing.. and I kid you not tasted like vomit....
YEAH!!!!! went to sleep... screw that... woke up in the middle of the night.. somewhere.. peered out the curtained window and saw the most incredible evening sky ever... bright bright.. with orion´s belt as clear as could be..
Tired I went back to sleep.... woke up again and looked out to see.. the most intense lighting storm ever.... forks of lightining from one horizon to the other...
So after a restless number of hours.. I woke up in daylight.. with the MORONS who run the bus putting on a Van Diesel ( VIN diesel here...) .. with a song called bang bang.. highlighted with machine guns... am I allowed to swear here... well it was the worst FUC***G wake up call ever... groggily I put in ear plugs and a eye mask and fitfully slept off the morning.. thankfully I think they may have tried to seve something called breakfast.. but I was asleep.
SO arrived at my destination at 1:30pm .. starving and CAFFEINELESS... if you know me.. you know.... 3 to 4 cups of coffee to get me going FIRST THING... so.. off the bus in the pouring tropical rain.. I almost ran to the nearest resto which was a parilla ( BBQ restaurant) and had a double espresso and a steak and egg sandwich... it tasted like HEAVEN and really it was soo sooo good.. best sandwich ever.. made with sirloin steak, bbq´d on charcoal.
Taxi to the hotel.. and WHAT a surprise.. nice people and wonderful room.
To clear my head which may have been sinus plugging after mountain passes or worse... caffeine withdrawal... I had another double espresso and went for a walk to the border with Paraguay, Brazil and Argentina.
Supper here was and let me say this.. HEAVEN.. for $30 canadian dollars I have a HUGE fillet mignon, with pepper sauce... cream and brandy and mixed salad and a half bottle to trapiche malbec... it was TO DIE FOR.. best meal in Argentina yet. This hotel is run by Italians.. and mama cooked.. and .... well I am in love with the food here.. but more expensive than other places.
Tomorrow up early... having breakfast here.. included.. then a bus to the falls... where I get atour through the ¨"jungle" and a boat tour through the falls.. and I hear, into the falling water.
Will update after the tour... anyway.. what a great day once I was here.. walked ALONE.. NOONE.. and after BA it was so great to have so few people around.