Thursday, March 28, 2013

Chile Through Fresh Eyes-Mom's visit

Last week marked the end of my "visitors season." I already had the pleasure of showing my sister and dad this wonderful country. Now it was my mom's turn!
We started our adventures in Maintencillo, the beach town where I did my help exchange for two weeks in January so my mom could meet the Chilean family that basically took me in as their own. We had a blast hanging out with them. Our first night we got in and ended up sitting around the table and chatting over 2 hours. The next day a "quick" walk on the beach with my mom ended up being a whole afternoon trek ending with her first pisco sour and empanada in Chile!
We said goodbye to the familia Monday morning and our next stop was Valparaiso. I had been there a couple of times, but I decided to put the tour guiding into someone else's hands....so we hopped on a "Tours for Tips." tour. And it was a great decision! Basically you just go to the main square and look for the guide "Wally" in the striped shirt, who leads the group on a three hour tour. In the end, you just give them the tip you think they deserve. And our guide (who was actually a gringo from Culver city) deserved an awesome tip! He took us to all parts of the city, and along the way we had free alfajores (dulce de leche cookies) and a pisco sour (her second one...starting to see a pattern).
And I finally got to see La Sebastiana, another one of the poet Pablo Neruda's houses. Two down (La Chascona and La Sebastiana), one to go (Isla Negra)! 
La Sebastiana: 5 stories!

The rest of the week was spent in Santiago. Something about showing this city to a pair of fresh eyes allows me to re-notice the day to day differences that have become common to me after nine months. A big example being the stray dogs. She could not get enough of them! Another great reason for my mom's visit was seeing parts of the city that I had been either wanting to see or had never thought to see. Let  the photos do the talking...

Wanted to see, but never got to it: Cafe Wonderful. Real coffee? Wonderful!
Never thought to see: Wine bar called BocaNariz. Each glass had a cute label.

Mom wanted pictures with every.single.dog....
Not pictured is a piano bar called Don Rodrigo. You go in and there is literally an old Chilean man playing away on the piano!
We also explored the typical spots around the city I was familiar with. Having a visitor gives me a good excuse to visit these spots, which I have to admit I've been doing less frequently the past couple of months. And it's not like L.A., where getting to certain landmarks is an afternoon's worth of traffic. Metros make everything much more accesible here!
Hiking the Cerro San Cristobal. Not part of my agenda nowadays, but always nice to climb!
Although one week flies by, it was wonderful to have my mom for at least these short period of time. Thanks for letting me play tour guide mom! Chao for now!
One more thing...these are completely unrelated to this post, but there have been interesting things going down in March...
#1: On March 1st, a law went into affect banning smoking in bars, discotecas, and casinos. Finally, I can breathe when I go out for the night and return home not smelling like an ashtray!
#2: Since the Chilean school year is March-December as opposed to September-June, a couple weeks ago was sort of like a welcome week. Apparently some form of hazing  occurs here too. I've seen "novatos" (college freshies) standing outside of metro stations in ragged, zombie like clothes and painted faces, asking for coins to buy food or beer or something along those lines... 
I didn't snap any photos, but I found an example in a popular Chilean video "42 frases típicas de Marzo" (42 typical phrases of March). 9 seconds in the student says (with a hint of irony) "Qué rico entrar a la U!" (How great to enter college!), followed by a smashing of an egg over her freshman head.  
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iRKXaTtEASg
#3: Last Sunday marked my 9 month anniversary in Chile. How crazy that I'm 3/4 done! 




Sunday, March 10, 2013

Second Semester

Hello Folks!
So after an amazing summer it's back to school. I feel so lucky to have spent a summer in Chile(and Peru!) and create such a variety of memories in such distinct places. Even more, it's amazing that over 8 months have past and there are only 4 to go! I say only, because time certainly flies by here...so 4 months feels very little to me.
Before I jump into describing this semester, here's a photo recap of my summer. One photo for each adventure doesn't do them justice, but you get the idea...
Inka Trail to Machu Picchu with Claire

Couchsurfing in Valparaiso for New Years.All these people in one house!

Proyecta UC-The playground we built for the kids of Quilico

Help Exchange in Maintencillo-This family basically adopted me!

Backpacking the Circuit in Torres del Paine with my Dad

Now, here comes second semester...As far as class load, this semester is equal to the last. I'm taking a course on Latin American Geography, Chilean and Hispanic Theatre, and a  Latin American of the 20th century seminary. I'm very happy to say it's already much easier to follow along with classes. That's especially good for my Chilean Theatre class, since my very enthusiastic professor rambles on and uses a lot of chilenismos(Chilean slang).
I'm also on board to do an internship at CIAMI(translated-Integrated Center of Attention to Migrants)which I'm getting excited since I kind of sought it out myself. Our study abroad office usually has a list of internships, but I heard about this place off the record from a doctorate student I met doing her Fulbright research on immigration here. My first day is this Tuesday, so we'll see how that goes!
My living situation is also really different this semester. I found a house that is shared by international students here on typically a semester basis. The majority of my housemates are from France actually. Since they don't speak much English and I can't speak any French(not counting oui and merci), Spanish is the shared language!  It's also a great location, right by a metro station, two parks, and a fruit and veggie market every Thursday and Sunday. I'm also getting used to cooking for myself and doing my own laundry  again. Certainly different from living with a family and having all my meals and laundry done! On Friday, we had a merged welcome party for the people in my house and another house a couple blocks down. There ended up being people from France, Italy, Spain, Sweden, England, Mexico, Germany, Ireland and Chile of course. As far as I knew, I was the only American there!
At this point, I am definitely  in a new phase of my study abroad experience. I am used to living in this country, especially in Santiago. I can navigate some bus routes in my sleep. I have traveled far north(San Pedro de Atacama) and far South(Patagonia). I understand the concept of Chilean time and shrug it off when professors don't show up to class without warning. Is it the end of everything fresh and exciting? Absolutely not! I continue to search for new experiences, whether it be a different internship or a living situation. A little routine is important (go to class!), but it's also important to surprise yourself even in a familiar environment. That's a mindset I hope to bring back and use the rest of my life.
Chao for now!
p.s. My mom comes next Saturday!! I'm getting excited! There is something so wonderful about showing Santiago to a fresh pair of eyes.




Saturday, March 2, 2013

The "OW" in Torres del Paine

Elihc? No...Chile!

I finally did it. I visited place pictured on the cover of my Chile guide book... Torres del Paine National Park! Located in the Patagonia region in southern Chile, this place is a trekkers and nature lovers paradise. Thanks to a lot of planning on my Dad's part, we were able to backpack the famous circuit trek, or the O, and include all parts of the shorter, more popular W trek . Therefore you have  the "WO," to express our amazement at the beauty here or the "OW" to express our pain after the trek of 9 days. I decided the best way to approach this post is to do the classic day by day breakdown, to create a timeline and prevent myself from rambling on(which I may still do!).
There was obviously some build up to getting to the park. My dad flew into Santiago first to spend a few days to see the sites. It felt pretty amazing after 8 months apart to see him coming through the sliding doors after customs :). Then we woke up reallyy early the 14th(his birthday!) to catch our flight to Punta Arenas. Once we got there it was a few hours exploring before a 3 hour bus to Puerto Natales, the closest city to Torres del Paine. After a night in Puerto Natales, it was another bus ride (2.5 hours) to the actual park. So over 2 days it was about 9 hours of traveling to get there! So now the adventure begins... 
 
Day 1: Laguna Amarga to Puesto Seron
We opted out of the shuttle that takes people to the normal start (Hotel Las Torres) and hiked an extra hour. From this first day I noted two things: 1. It is incredibly windy! 2. You can drink the water straight from the stream, without getting sick! This is not possible in California's national parks, where you can get giardia(ick!) from drinking freshwater.
First shot together day 1
We got into camp by 6:30, since we had started at around noon that day. Now, as a quick explanation the stops along the trail have a camping option, full board option, or a combination. The refugios(cabins essentially) have to be booked far in advance, and there are two companies along the circuit that run them. This first night my dad and I opted to camp, but have our meals provided for. This system is a good way to hike the trail,without having to pack all your own food. Plus, if you really want to enjoy the trail it sure is nice to have a hot meal ready when you come. However, it's definitely not the kind of system for a group of college students on a budget.
Day 2:Puesto Seron to Refugio Dickson
After breakfast, we set out at about 9:30 and followed a thin up and down trail that went along the a river. We took it pretty easy, especially on the downhill to save my dad's knees. There was plenty to look at along the way...
One of many lakes
After many hours and many songs sung to pass the time we made it to Refugio Dickson, on the border of Lago(Lake) Dickson, just in time to escape the downpour! This night we had our meals and stayed in the refugio. It was quite something to hike all day, then have a warm bed to sleep in!
Refugio Dickson from afar

The table all set up for breakfast(Refugio Dickson)
Day 3:Refugio Dickson to Campamento Los Perros
Today was the first glacier sighting day! I realized before this trip, I had only seem glaciers on t.v., in  documentaries or what not.The beginning of this day was mostly through a forest, which can drive you a little crazy after a while. You feel like you will never get out! Finally we came to a suspension bridge(or rather what the guide claimed to be a suspension bridge but was replaced by something sturdier) and saw the massive glacier from afar. After climbing a steep hill we came closer, to see the glacier in its entirety dipping into a lake. We couldn't stay long to take photos, because the wind was INSANE! My hood flew off and my hat was ripped off my head, and then the wind knocked me over when I went to chase the hat...well that could have been my own clumsiness, but let's just blame the wind....
Glacier(view from the bridge)




From the top of the hill
After escaping the angry wind, we hiked another hour or so and made it to our campsite. Tonight we camped and cooked. This was a better way to really chat with the other hikers. There were a lot of couples, a few parent-child duos, and groups of friends. The best part was the majority of the people we met were heading in the same direction on the circuit, so we got to know them as the days went on.
Getting gourmet! 
Day 4: Campamento Perros to Campamento Paso
This was the toughest day yet. The beginning was again what felt like an endless forest, with a really muddy ground. At one point I stepped down and sunk down to my ankle! The horses who bring materials to different sites definitely do not go on this part of the trail! After leaving the forest came the climb to Gardner's Pass. If high school cross country taught me anything it was when I see a hill I have to climb it and keep climbing it until it's over. So I stubbornly pressed ahead of my dad, with the occasional look back down and wave the trekking poles to signal "I'm o.k.!" Pretty good system actually. Finally, I came to the crest of the hill and my eyes were honestly unprepared for the site I saw. Glacier Grey, a hundred times bigger than the glacier from the other day was spread along the horizon line of Gardner's Pass. My mouth dropped open and I practically shouted in amazement, although that was drowned out by the powerful wind. Seriously, what's with all the wind in this place? I snapped a couple shots, then had to press on without my dad, because the wind was seriously too strong to wait there comfortably.  
Glacier Grey. A monster of ice!
After the 800 meter climb, it was a 600 meter descend. I would have preferred three more uphills instead of this. Downhill is slow, tedious, and more painful on the legs! Finally I made it to camp, claimed a campsite(although my dad had half the tent with him), and waited for my dad to show up. When he did, we had to set up the tent in the rain which wasn't too fun. It was also another cooking night, and everyone was crammed under the cooking shelter with their portable stoves, escaping the rain. Note: Torres del Paine is notorious for sporadic weather. One minute it's sunny, the other it can be raining, and strong winds change direction constantly. Although it can be slightly frustrating to deal with, it doesn't take any of the beauty away! 
Day 5: Campamento Paso to Refugio Grey
This was the fastest day yet. Well, it started with a slow descent until my dad finally handed me the reservation paperwork for the next refugio and told me to go on. He really needed to take time with the downhills, especially with his knees. I got to Refugio Grey by about 2 p.m., stopping to snap shots of Glacier Grey which stretched on and on. I got checked into the refugio, which was amazing! Nice beds, a hot shower, and a whole lounge area and bar to hang out in. My dad ended up coming in sooner than I thought. A nice German guy  on a day hike with his girlfriend offered to carry his pack the last 4 kilometers. My dad thanked him with a pisco sour, in good Chilean fashion.  Again, it is strange to feel out in the  wilderness all day, then sit down at a refugio and have a pisco sour. I enjoyed it a little to much to question it! We chatted with the German couple a bit, and found out both of them had applied for jobs at the Jet Propulsion Lab in Pasadena, California...9 miles from our house. What a small world! 
My favorite shot of Glacier Grey
Day 6: Refugio Grey to Lodge Paine Grande
This day was really quick. We started at 9:30 and I got in by 1:30, with my Dad following soon after at 2:30ish. We camped out this night, in what looked like a sea of orange and yellow tents.

The nice part about this being a short day was that we had some time to nap and explore around Lago Pehoé, which was a gorgeous blue. 



Day 7: Lodge Paine Grande to Refugio Los Cuernos-with a side trip to Valle Frances!
Longest day of the whole trip, with about 12 miles in total. Part of it was without our backpacks though. And this was the first day my dad hired a porter. He finally decided if he really wanted to enjoy the trip and keep up a decent pace (in other words my pace with a pack), he would pass on his heavy stuff to a porter. His porter was a really nice guy, who gave us tips about the rest of the trail and his favorite spots. So on this day,what we did was hike to a campsite called Campamento Italiano and from there to ditch our bags for what ended up being a six hour side trip up the Valle Frances. It was worth the trip, since this is technically part of the W and not the O circuit. We wanted to do it all! Along the way we saw a hanging glacier that cracked so loud it sounded like gunshots! Then we continued on until the mirador(viewpoint) which practically gave us a 360 degree view of the cuernos(horn shaped peaks) and the valley. The best part of this day, aside from the amazing views, was the old British man who burst into song when he got to the lookout point. He was something straight out of a British sitcom. He sang out "I'm on top of the world lookin' down on creation, and the only explanation..." before interrupting himself and turning to a couple napping nearby exclaiming "Oh my! I'm sorry I've woken you up! I had a moment...I'm a child of the 60s you see!" But the lyrics were appropriate...from that viewpoint you really do feel on top of world!


The hanging, cracking glacier

"I'm on top of the world, I'm looking down on creation..."

After the side trip up the valley,we picked up our packs and continued on to Refugio Los Cuernos. That night we actually stayed in a dome tent, which was pretty neat!


Day 8: Los Cuernos to Campamento Torres
Originally this was going to be our last day, but in order to truly include everything in the W we hiked out to the campsite closest to the infamous torres(towers) of Torres del Paine. By the way "Paine" is a Tehuelche Indian word meaning blue. So instead of heading from Los Cuernos to Hotel Las Torres, we took a shortcut that led us up to Refugio Chileno(where we stopped for a break) then up to a free campsite called Campamento Torres. We slept early this night, with plans of doing a morning hike to see the sunrise on the towers as so many do...
Day 9: Ultimate epic hike to the towers in the rain 
We woke up to rain and fog. Not exactly ideal conditions for seeing towers, but we got our buts out of 
the warm tent anyway to the one hour scramble up to the towers. Unfortunately this was the one day where the weather inhibited my reality from surpassing or even matching up with my expectations.



Expectations


Reality :( 

I'm glad we at least made the effort to hike up there and imagine the towers' immensity behind the fog. Besides, every other view over the past 9 days was more than enough. Of course, if I really want to see the towers I could just come back ;).
After hanging out at the towers for not too long, we went back to camp and picked up our stuff, and hiked another couple hours through the rain to Hotel Las Torres. From there it was a short shuttle to Laguna Amarga(where we started), where we picked up the bus heading back to Puerto Natales. The raininess made it easier to say goodbye to Torres del Paine, but as we pulled out of the park there was still a sense of nostalgia you get after spending time in a place so memorable. 
We spent the night in Puerto Natales, and treated ourselves to a delicious meal. I had chupe de centolla, which is essentially a creamy crab stew under a layer of baked breadcrumbs and parmesan cheese. It was so good that my dad and I came back the next day for lunch and ordered it again!
At the end of the trip came the only bad event, with rather ironic circumstances. The morning of the 25th, in our hotel in Punta Arenas, my dad fell down the stairs and hurt his right knee so badly he couldn't walk or bend it. We had our flight that afternoon, so we had to get him in a wheelchair at the airport.  We also got our seats changed to the front and plenty of ice from the nice flight attendants.    Once in Santiago, we headed straight to the hospital which is conveniently located one block from my apartment! There were no doctors on call that spoke english, so despite the bad circumstances I had some fun playing translator. But then again if I don't know what antithrombin means in English, how would I know how to say it in Spanish!? I soon learned it's an anti blood clot medicine...much easier to translate! After 3 hours of waiting and tests, it turns out he had a torn quadricep tendon in his right knee. So after surviving the rough terrain of Torres del Paine for nine days, the irony comes when he busts his knee on a flight of stairs. It was just good it happened after the trek, when he had only four days left in Chile. It's also good that the injury wasn't so severe to require immediate surgery, meaning he could wait for his doctor in the U.S.  Hanging out in the hotel with a leg brace wasn't his idea of ending his time with me, but I enjoyed the downtime. Plus, we were still spending time together, which really what matters! 

Torres del Paine marks my final summer adventure and another item off my bucket list. 
Next Wednesday is the start of semester, and I'm not sure how I'm feeling about it yet. I am expecting that classes will be easier to follow along with, but that also puts pressure on me to improve from last semester.
Well, this post is already too long. I'll have  updates later on my new apartment, classes, and all that getting back into the swing of things business. Chao for now!