South American Diaries, Part I: The Headache of Border Crossings
Feb18

South American Diaries, Part I: The Headache of Border Crossings

I typed this up while on my South American trip last year, and forgot about it completely until I discovered it on my netbook a few weeks ago. It was fairly verbose, so I broke it up into two sections. Here’s Part I! ——— January 5, 2012 It’s been awhile since I’ve traveled solo, and my boots are dusty. When I returned from last jaunt overseas, my mind was sharp and I was up for the next challenge, whether it be logistical, mental, or physical. Tonight, I find myself in Puerto Iguazu, still recovering after a busy 5 days in Rio do Janeiro spent visiting with some great friends whom I haven’t seen in over a year. I’m staying in a hostel called Timbdo Posada, a quiet place around the corner from the bus station. The vibe is good –  a comfortable place with an open-air kitchen; it’s a  warm summer’s night with a cerveja (in January! I still get giddy about this. Such a Northern Hemisphere-ian). My mind is winding down and I’m trying to regain my composure after a day of adventure of the silly, stupid, and breathtaking varieties. Both Jim (my Australian friend) and I were pressed for time on our respective trips, but decided to make a quick jaunt to Iguazu Falls. After a nearly 2 hour delayed departure from Rio de Janeiro, we arrived in Foz do Iguacu around 5:30p — too late to really do anything at the Falls. So, we sauntered around town, did some research, and came to a consensus that the Argentine side of the Falls the following morning would be the way to go. What’s so silly about that, you may ask? Border crossings.  The process seemed simple enough: ask the bus driver to stop at the border to get an exit stamp, get back on the bus, and continue on your merry way to the Falls. What we ended up having to do was more like this: – Wait 10 minutes to catch bus headed to Argentina. ($4 Reals) -Get off bus at Brazil side of border crossing. Wait 20 minutes to get through the line for exit stamp. -Catch another bus, 10 minutes later, heading to Argentina. ($2AR) -Get off the bus, wait 15 minutes for entry stamp in Argentina. (Entry stamp at border crossing = Free! As opposed to flying into Buenos Aires, which will incur a $135 visa fee for Americans). -Ride bus to Puerto Iguazu for 15-20 minutes. -Arrive at bus depot in Puerto Iguazu. Buy another bus ticket headed to Iguazu Falls, almost get scammed by the guy selling the tickets and almost get...

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Rio de Janeiro to Buenos Aires: 2 Week Itinerary
Jan17

Rio de Janeiro to Buenos Aires: 2 Week Itinerary

Beginning in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil and departing from Buenos Aires, Argentina is a common route tread by travelers, and it’s a fairly manageable itinerary if you have 14-16 days. Personally, I wish I’d had an extra week (at least) to explore Uruguay a little more, but if two weeks is all you can get, it’s better to take it than not…and I did! Rio de Janeiro: 4 days Four days in Rio will give you just enough time to take in the sights, and get a little bit of a feel for the city.  You can check out Sugar Loaf Mountain, Ipanema Beach, Copacabana, Lapa (for nightlife), and, you must must eat Brazilian barbecue. (Carretão is a good, relatively inexpensive Brazilian barbecue chain). And then, of course, there’s the Cristo Redentor. Rio de Janeiro Tourist Tip: If you’re going to see Christ the Redeemer up close, especially in high tourist season, go as early as you can – which is 8AM. There are two reasons for doing this: 1. The line to take the train up to the Redeemer is a LOT shorter, if nonexistent. Since the statue is at the very top of Corcovado mountain, tourist access is only achieved by sending trolley cars up the mountain – a journey that takes about 20 minutes, and seating on these trains is limited. When you buy a ticket, you’re given a ticket for the train’s next departure time, which can be backed up for 2 hours or longer if you wait to go later in the day. 2. Jesus’ head is shrouded in clouds and smog by noon. If you wait too long, you won’t be able to get a good picture of/with Jesus, since his head will likely disappear into the afternoon clouds that roll through on a daily basis (in summertime, at least). Where We Stayed: We rented a flat two blocks off Copacabana Beach, which was a perfect central location to several of Rio’s neighborhoods and the perfect spot for New Year’s Eve. Try airbnb to find similar flats. Getting From Rio de Janeiro to Iguazu Falls: 1 day Flying directly from Rio de Janeiro to Puerto Iguazú, Argentina isn’t a cheap flight, as it’s an international flight. It’s less expensive to either take a bus or fly domestically from Rio to Foz do Iguaçu, and then crossing the land border into Puerto Iguazú, Argentina. A note about buying domestic flights in Brazil: Without a CPF ID number (Brazilian ID number), you’ll have a heck of a time trying to book a fairly priced domestic flight within Brazil. I ended up having to get my Brazilian friend to buy the ticket, and then pay her back – but internet research tells me...

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Making Saints Fans in Buenos Aires
Dec13

Making Saints Fans in Buenos Aires

  I love travelling. I also love the New Orleans Saints. My fandom from the Saints has grown with every year that I’ve dated Gunner, a New Orleans native and avid Saints fan. I’d become an even BIGGER Saints fan after watching them from the 2nd row in the endzone when they played the Titans in Nashville last season. I was officially hooked. From then on out, I had to watch every play, every game. And so, when I was traveling around South America just as the playoffs for the 2011-2012 season were starting, I wasn’t going to let a little thing like a difference in the earth’s hemisphere prevent me from watching the Saints whoop the Lions. (Let’s get one thing straight, ordinarily I do NOT plan my evenings in exotic places around TV schedules). Fortunately, Hostel Estoril in Buenos Aires had cable TV. They also had the Latin American version of ESPN. They also had several potential Saints fans.   It was a Saturday night in Buenos Aires, so I did what any other 25 year old American girl would do. I claimed ownership of the common room, opened a beer, and turned on the NFL game. The room had been empty at first, but slowly, one or two bored patrons of the Hostel Estoril drifted in, eyeing the television curiously. “It’s football!” I explained innocently/excitedly/stupidly once or twice before remembering futbol meant something else to the rest of the world. After awhile, quite a crowd formed, mostly composed of soccer fans who were willing to give the NFL a shot. Israelis, Canadians, and Brazilians were cheering for Drew Brees, even if they didn’t have a clue who he was, or why they were cheering for him. And I was quite proud, especially when the Saints won in the end. (Only to go on and lose the following week and then get plagued by bounty allegations…but we won’t talk about that.) “American Football” night at the Hostel Estoril ended up being a success....

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Travelling, just not Writing…
Jan06

Travelling, just not Writing…

  I don’t think I could be a full-on travel blogger. At least, not the sort that blogs WHILE she travels. I have a large amount of respect for those who do, since I don’t know when they find the time to do so! My days have been crammed with sight-seeing, dinners, and in the evenings, I’ll do research on where else I should go, or I’ll throw back a beer with an old friend or  get to know my new hostel roommates, and send a few texts back home to update the troops, and sometimes I’ll Skype with Gunner and then it’s time for sleep. There are numerous posts in my brain I’d love to share, but I don’t see it happening while I’m in transit. I’m a rambler and somewhat of an over-corrector, which is a bad combination when you are trying to sketch a decent post out in under half an hour. But, I will say this: Our America to the South is under-rated. Brazil captured my heart, Iguazu Falls is the place we hope exists when we envision undiscovered frontiers, and Buenos Aires deserves a place alongside most European cities. It’s remarkable here, for reasons I hope to share once I’m home and dreaming of returning. And heck, it’s 90 degrees in January! Much love, and Happy New Year from the Paris of the South!,...

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