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About Steve Walker

Once a tech in-house PR type, now professional photo/videographer and recreational drone pilot. Violinist. Flautist. Occasional conductor. Oenophile.

Half way through – and what have we learned?

31st March 2018

Here we are, three weeks through a six-week odyssey around the left-hand side of South America, and we’ve seen Santiago, many bits of Patagonia in Chile and Argentina, and Easter Island. Obviously, we’ve learned a vast amount about the history, geography and climate of these areas, but what about the other stuff, the tacit learning that you pick up as you go along, rather than have explained to you by a tour guide?

  • Internet access is normally very slow. The UK media give the UK a bad rap on internet access speed. They should come here before doing any more criticising.
  • It is possible to live without constant internet access. Even for a whole week. No, really.
  • It’s surprising the extent to which English she is not spoke – not only by residents, but also tourists and the people there to serve them in hotels, on tours, etc. This is more a reflection on my arrogant assumption that foreigners should speak my language, based upon years of travel mainly around Europe, where, largely, they do. But I was surprised at how rarely I heard English being spoken around me.
  • Even with people who do speak English, it pays to be considered and careful in expressing yourself. You will almost certainly be misunderstood if you don’t.
  • The Chileans are even better at queuing than the Brits. Just as well, as life seems to present them with plenty of opportunities to practice.
  • If you are a wearer of spectacles and are going away for 6 weeks, take a spare pair. I nearly broke mine in week one (hands up, yes, I walked into a plate glass window), but fortunately was able to bend them back into approximately the right shape.
  • If you are a wearer of spectacles and your holiday might involve swimming/snorkelling, remember to take a robust case for them. In my case, I thought to acquire and take a waterproof camera, but forgot the case for my specs.
  • It’s a pleasant surprise when the local bank’s ATM doesn’t rush you several quid for a withdrawal of cash. So far, the typical charge for taking out £50 of local currency has been about £6.
  • Currency is a bit of a puzzle. Many, but by no means all, places in Chile and Argentina will take US dollars. Many, but by no means all, will take credit cards. It’s not easy to know which is which, so there’s a danger of walking around with multiple currencies. Not a big problem. But, still…
  • Two days on Easter Island fills your head to bursting with information about the place. What’s a week in the Galapagos Islands going to be like, for heaven’s sake?
  • You need normal shoes for Santiago, proper waterproof walking boots for Patagonia (and, as it turned out, the Galapagos, where water shoes are also useful), and trainers for Easter Island (I used here the Teva sandals I packed for the Galapagos and they were OK but not comfortable). That’s a lot of packing space for footwear.
  • My estimation of Salomon as a provider of footwear has plummeted. I spent a lot of money on a pair of Salomon hiking boots, and they lasted less than two years of moderate mileage before (1) springing a leak and (2) having the uppers peel away from the soles. Of course, this only happened once I had left the UK. I shall be complaining upon my return. I realise I shan’t get my money back, but a good moan is pleasingly cathartic.
  • It seems a fairly rare occurrence that anyone takes any notice of hand baggage size restrictions or that South American airlines enforce them.
  • We’re halfway through the teabags we brought with us (plus the ones we’ve harvested from various hotel breakfasts). Extreme care is going to be needed to eke out the remainder, as that major staff of life, Earl Grey tea, is by no means as ubiquitous as any civilised nation needs to realise that it should be.
  • There is no Marmite on hotel breakfast buffets. Rarely is there bacon.
  • And, finally, half way through the longest holiday either of us has ever taken, we are still (a) enjoying everything and (b) talking to each other, so there is a pleasing prospect that the other half is going to be equally enjoyable.

Ecuador: half a day in Guayaquil

31st March 2018

This is definitely, positively, the last post before we depart for the Galapagos tomorrow. But we had a chance to wander around in Guayaquil, Ecuador’s largest city, before we flew out, and so here are a few snaps I took as we wandered about.

Before we got here, though, we had some amusing moments. The lady who sat next to me on the plane had brought her dog with her, something I’d never experienced before. It was very cute and very well-behaved:

and Jane took this photo of a dog which was just lying quietly among the incoming people in the immigration queue. No-one paid it any attention and it responded in kind.

Even before we got to Guayaquil, it was clear it was an interesting place. Jane took this photo from the aeroplane, and our taxi driver later told us that it was of rice fields to the south of the city.

I would never have automatically associated Ecuador with rice, which just goes to show how much I know.

We were billeted in the rather posh Wyndham hotel, which is handily placed to explore Guayaquil’s waterfront area and the well-known tourist attraction hill, Cerro Santa Ana, to climb which takes 444 steps (the authorities have kindly numbered them). Climbing them, you get a good sense of the buzz and colour of the place.

It’s a steamy, hot place and the locals even set out small pools for kids to take a cooling dip in.

At the top, you find the well-known lighthouse

and some good views, like this one over the neighbouring hill, Cerro del Carmen.

And you can also see over the local waterfront area.

We wandered back down the hill and along the waterfront, which was noisy and crowded, and full of holiday atmosphere.

and ended up in the Parque Seminario, just in front of the cathedral. The park is also known as the Parque de los Iguanas, for a very obvious reason.

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We stopped for a (very) late lunch in a restaurant called La Canoa and then wandered back in the gathering dusk, which provided a nice view of the town hall.

the local Ferris Wheel (La Perla)

and of the Cerro Santa Ana in the evening light.

So we didn’t have a lot of time here, but I think that Guayaquil gave us a good introduction to Ecuador, its people and its climate. I hope that we can acclimatise to the steamy heat and enjoy our time in the Galapagos. Watch this space to find out!

Surprise-o Valparaiso

30th March 2018

The next major segment of our wanderings around the left-hand side of South America will be a trip to Ecuador and (of course) the Galapagos Islands, which will challenge the abilities of my brain to accept and retain an even greater density of information than was on offer in two days on Easter Island. A return to Santiago with a day of conventional tourism (wandering round taking photos of stuff) seemed a fairly restful way of bridging between the two. First of all, we had to get off Easter Island. Malena got us to the airport nearly three hours before the departure, which on the surface of it seems a bit excessive, given that the airport, small as it is, only has to deal with a maximum of two flights a day. As it turned out, it was no bad thing, as it gave us the chance to claim a reasonable place in, you guessed it, a queue.

This wasn’t the check-in queue, though; it was the queue to get into the check-in queue as your bags went through the X-ray scanner. Then we could join the check-in queue. Then we could go and sit outside whilst waiting for the chance to board. Serendipity gave us the chance to chat to a(nother) nice Australian couple with whom we’d actually exchanged a few words en route to Easter Island. They were on the last segment of a two-month trip and really looking forward to getting home; it made me wonder what my threshold will be. But we got some useful tips about Galapagos and Machu Picchu, because of course they’d already been there and done that.

The flight back to Santiago gave Jane the opportunity to watch “Thor – Ragnarok” for the third time on this holiday alone, which shows true dedication to watching whatever it is that Chris Hemsworth has to offer. Nope, still don’t get it. I watched “Kingsman and the Golden Circle”, because I like classy entertainment, me.

Anyhoo…the break in Santiago was scheduled to include a tour of Valparaiso (a major port) and Viña del Mar (its neighbouring holiday resort), which meant we had another chance to meet our charming guide with the unusual portfolio career, Ronald. (Apparently, we were his last tour of the season, and he’s going to spend the winter concentrating on finishing and rehearsing a musical he’s writing).

Valparaiso is some 65 miles from Santiago, and lies on the other side of the coastal mountains. So the journey there takes you westwards through a 4km tunnel into the first of a couple of fertile valleys, and then another into the second. The first valley is where a large amount of fruit and vegetables are grown; the second is lined with vineyards, growing mainly chardonnay and sauvignon blanc grapes. As we went along, Ronald explained that Valparaiso was Chile’s capital city in the 17th, 18th and 19th centuries, capitalising on its significantly important location as a Pacific coast port. However, starting in the 19th century,the important and influential families left the city and the Panama canal damaged its standing as a major international transport route. Its standing has been damaged even further by a recent development which saw another (neighbouring?) Chilean port, San Antonio, win the cruise liner business after Valparaiso’s port workers staged a strike. It has strong French, German and English communities (the local football team is called Valparaiso Wanderers, and Viña del Mar’s is called Everton) and this is reflected in the architecture and the naming of places.

After something over an hour we got to Valparaiso, which was completely different from the completely erroneous picture I had allowed to build in my mind of a relatively dull industrial port. For a start, it is enormously hilly,

with separate neighbourhoods on separate hills, and it makes San Francisco seem merely slightly lumpy by comparison;

it is ramshackle and graffiti-covered;

the wiring has a distinctly South American character;

and parts of it are reportedly very dangerous.

On the other hand, it has considerable charm: lots of the buildings are very colourful;

(above – the Hotel Brighton) many of them are unusual, like the Palacio Baburizza, built by a Croat and gifted to the city in his will;

 

Palacio Baburizza

street art of all sorts abounds;

with innovative use of resources such as drinks bottles

and bathroom furniture;

and the various hillside neighbourhoods are served by funicular railways (some working, some in disrepair).

Yes, it is an industrial port, but on a sunny Good Friday, with the holiday crowds out

and the entertainers plying their trade

Valparaiso shows that it is unique, vibrant and appealing. (The puppet master shown above had his Pavarotti wander over to the money tin after the last aria, peer in and shake his head in disappointment; a lovely touch.)

Ronald made the visit even more individual by performing some of his pieces in a local café called Columbina for us, on an appallingly out-of-tune piano, which is why I’m not providing the video.

So by the time we’d seen that and got to Viña del Mar, there was really only time for a nice lunch at a decent, busy, buzzy restaurant called Los Pomairinos, where we were served by Ian McShane, or possibly Robbie Coltrane

(actually much more genial than he looks in this photo), and then it was time to go back to base, as we decided that there wasn’t much to Viña del Mar beyond beaches, proms, apartment blocks, sunshine and general seasidery. We had an engaging detour to say hello to Ronald’s sister, which you don’t get on your average private guided tour, and then we were back at our hotel, to prepare for a 5am start to our journey to Ecuador. We will report in on that in due course, but will likely be off-grid for a week whilst filling memory cards with photos and videos of all the Galapagos Islands have to offer.

Laters!