Don't cry for me ... 10/11/26

 

... Argentina! 🎶 -- I had that tune in my head the whole durned day.  We did not see the play "Evita," (but I'm sure it was great).  We did, however, visit Eva Perón's final resting place.  As in, really, final.  Our main objective this morning was a visit to Recoleta Cemetery, 14 acres containing the graves of notable people, including the above Eva, presidents of Argentina, Nobel Prize winners, the founder of the Argentine Navy, and military commanders such as Julio Argentino Roca (not a good guy).

This cemetery is rated one of the "most beautiful" in the world, but I thought the cemetery Jimmy and I went to in Punta Arenas in 2013 was much more, uh, beautiful.  Recoleta cemetery is full of elaborate marble mausoleums, decorated with statues, in an amazingly wide variety of architectural styles.  You just have to wonder sometimes.

Eva Duarte "Evita" Perón, was an Argentine actress (early on), politician, and activist who served as First Lady of Argentina from June 1946 until her death from cancer in July 1952, as the wife of Argentine President Juan Perón.  She was a (mostly) beloved figure and an outspoken advocate for workers' rights.

Sol, our local Buenos Aires guide, leads us on another of the "boulevards."

We didn't want to get lost!!

The Roca family mausoleum, fenced so it wouldn't be defaced.

The former president is not liked.

Ooof!

Next up was a total change of pace:  A boat ride on the Paraná Delta, a half hour's bus ride from the city.  This is a massive freshwater wetland and a sort of exotic landscape compared to the city, with traditional houses on stilts like you might see along the US Gulf Coast, only this is surrounded by lush subtropical vegetation.  The delta has many islands separated by a twisting maze of waterways, some narrow, others wide.  I spent my time standing on the back deck, though everyone else sat comfortably inside.  We really enjoyed this outing.

Boats of every description plying the waterways.

The water was a tannic brown.

What's SUP?

From grandiose mansions to ...

falling apart shacks,

we saw it all.

We spotted two "supermarket" boats, this is one.

Left is a chalk-browed mockingbird prior to boarding, and a Cocoi heron, right.

Lots of folks enjoying a fine Sunday.

Tomorrow was trash day,

so this family had their bags ready to be picked up.

Though it's not Monday, here's the laundry-on-the-line photo!

These fine-looking boats are water taxis, taking island people where they needed to go.  Water is the only way to get around on the delta.

And, after an hour, we were back to Tigre and a huge amusement park.

We walked to a nearby restaurant for lunch. Choosing from three options, Jimmy and I picked the fish (Hake).  We're seated near the window, raising our drinks to you!

Energizer bunnies keep on going.  We were dropped off at the biggest flea market I've ever seen.  San Telmo's feria went on for many, many MANY streets.  We looked, but didn't buy.

And finally, we walked back to our hotel, Jimmy, Robyn and Liz.  We had a very full day, with lots to see, do, and explore.  I can tell you that we were glad to see the hotel and get off our feet.  But we weren't done, we still had packing to do.  Tomorrow we move (fly) south.

Let the adventure begin: 10/10/26

 

Getting a good deal on an international trip is something we can't resist, so when the flyer came to us in August from Overseas Adventure Travel (OAT):  "Chile & Argentina: The Andes to Patagonia," we looked at each other and said, "I'm not doing anything in October, let's sign up!"  Those two months flew by, and we are now in Buenos Aires, Argentina, our first time here.

Getting to Argentina was fairly easy:  Delta Airlines from Sacramento to Atlanta to Miami and overnight on Latam to Buenos Aires, arriving the next morning.  I even managed a couple of hours of shuteye on Latam.  Wow.

When we left Nevada City on Thurs, Oct 8th, though the calendar said Autumn, the temp would be hoving around 90°, it being "second summer."  In Buenos Aires, spring has barely begun and with it comes the "drippy" season -- overcast and occasional rain and cool temps.  No matter, we won't dissolve.  But it is kind of gray overall.

We met up with Javi, our group leader, plus the other 12 in our group on Friday evening.  After a short meet-and-greet meeting, we walked to historic Broccolino for a most yummy dinner.  The group will be together for the next two-plus weeks.  A few, like us, will continue on to Iguassu Falls for the post-trip extension.  Jimmy and I will be home on October 30th!

Looks as though we'll be moving around a bit!

Arriving mid-morning to the Argenta Tower Hotel just a few blocks from downtown Buenos Aires left us plenty of time for a real cuppa coffee and a shower, a neighborhood recon followed by a nap, and finally dinner!

From our room on the 8th Floor, we look down on the Basilica of Our Lady of Perpetual Help (known locally as Basílica de Nuestra Señora del Socorro), so this was our first stop on the recon.  It's small/ish but beautifully ornate with painted ceilings, above and below.

Peaceful and stunning.

I know the sky was gray,

but a tinted bus window makes the cityscape even darker. 

On Saturday, we were Out and About on da bus.  First stop was the Plaza del Mayo, with the Metropolitan Cathedral across the way -- where Pope Francis used to perform Mass as Archbishop before assuming office in the Vatican in 2013.  My pics of the cathedral and its interior didn't turn out, so sorry.

The mausoleum of General José de San Martín in the Buenos Aires Metropolitan Cathedral is guarded by the Regimiento de Granaderos a Caballo (Horse Grenadier Regiment).  We managed to be in the right place, right time to watch a detachment of seven grenadiers marching to the cathedral, which happens every two hours.

Two of the soldiers from the Grenadier Regiment stand on active duty at the tomb 24 hours a day.  I stand beside one young man.  The ritual is kind of impressive.

Ah, following this was a "lecture" at London City Cafe about Argentina's "Dirty War."

Not an easy topic, but relevant nevertheless.

And then the bus took us to La Boca neighborhood,

where we had an hour to explore the area.

Colorful, to say the least,

with artwork everywhere..

Lots of these types of open grills on street corners.

Jimmy met up with the locals.

La Boca is a working-class area with a cluster of attractions near the Riachuelo River. Steakhouses and street artists surround Caminito, a narrow alley flanked by brightly painted zinc shacks that evoke the district’s early immigrant days. This is the home ground of Boca Juniors soccer team.  The balcony, above, held some sort of significance, and people waited in line to have their picture taken up there.

I dunno.

At the end of the hour, Javi appeared with this tray full of  iconic street foot -- "Choripan" -- grilled sausage served inside crusty bread.  Not something I normally eat, but it was pretty good.  Jimmy "accidentally" dropped a piece of bread, and those ubiquitous pigeons IMMEDIATELY flocked to the ground, along with a pair of Monk parakeets.

Speaking of iconic, this is Buenos Aires' obelisk, the most prominent symbol of the City of Buenos Aires, inaugurated in 1936 to commemorate the founding of the city in 1536!  Really and truly, the sky was not that dark -- the pic is through the bus window!

September Swan Song, 9/30/26

With October waiting in the wings, our busy September fades into dust ... dust being the correct noun for our dry NorCal landscape.  While we enjoyed a wondrous rainy day (surprise!) early in the month, the ground in these parts needs a lot more rain to truly "settle the dust!"

Outside projects kept us occupied many days this month.  Finishing summer's work.  Preparing -- winter is comng. El Nino has been forecast.  Except for some needed branch trimming (last on the list) I think we're as ready as we'll ever be.

Of course, Jimmy and I are not all work and no play!  When we weren't tied to house projects, we managed to get Out and About on the local trails, as well as on our E-bikes, plus we "fit in" some frolicking with the young'uns ... always a good time!

My camera has been mostly parked on a shelf this month, but I've taken a few pics, some with my phone.  I'll let them do the talking.

On the 11th, we put in 25 miles on the Truckee River trail, a mild day, albeit a tad smoky from a fire in Yosemite.  We always enjoy riding this trail next to the river ...

... which leads to blue-blue-blue Lake Tahoe.

I stopped several times to look at flowers and captured buzzy bee on the sulfur (or nude) buckwheat and on a chicory flower.  At 6,000', most of summer's flowers have dried up by this time of year.

Common tansy was showy!

This water is soooo clear!

A photo from two weeks ago of my one "pineapple" tomato plant, with a few ripe ones ready to pick.  The thing is now twice as big, with roughly 50 green tomatoes on the vine, and it'll be a miracle if many ripen, as less sun reaches the plant now.  They're pretty good tasting 'maters. I canned lotsa pints of tomatoes and made/canned marinara sauce from farmers market tomatoes.  All set for winter.

A lone sunflower grew up in a barren parking lot next to the fence at IFM (Interfaith Food Ministry) where Jimmy and I volunteer/work for 3-4 hours every Tuesday morning.  Durn thing was tall and gorgeous!  Got bees!

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Last Sunday we spent a fine day in Fair Oaks with son, Matt, and wife, Jen, and nine-year-old Evie.  We would have a crawfish boil, à la Cajun Louisiana (where we used to live)!  Evie loves to be a hostess, and today she got out her ceramic tea set and made Gramma a present:  Green tea, with a choice of sweetener, tastefully displayed!  And then she made one for Pop-pop!  Very sweet.

Discussing the HIGH price of gas with Bob.

(which is over six bucks a gallon, BTW 😮)

Still wiggling, here's one of the river crawfish, aka mud bug.  Matt knows how to boil them, with shrimp and small potatoes and fresh corn and a spice pouch.  Plus, some kind of sausage (which I don't eat).  Everything was delish, not too spicy.  He boiled a second batch with more spice which would've had me gasping, but they like food that way.

A cooler full of crawfish.  You only eat the tails.

Lucy, the dog, went bonkers.  Not sure if she wanted to eat it or kill it.  She did neither.  Just chased it around and barked her head off.  Click on YouTube and you get a bigger screen.

Yes, yes, I know, we aren't supposed to get on ladders at our age.  Well, repairs are necessary and we were careful.  Scraping, sanding, primer coat and final coat, here off the back deck where the sun damaged the existing paint.  Same in the front (no ladder needed there) and we also added wood filler to large cracks in the wood.  All done and both areas look great!

Jimmy rests a minute overlooking the beautiful tall trees on the 1.3-mile Orene Wetherall loop, a section of the Cascade Canal trail -- this is the one with the 430' elevation gain which gives us an aerobic workout!  We don't add this segment all the time, tho it is both peaceful and glorious.  Lucky us, we can access the Cascade Canal trail from our house (and we do, frequently), for a roughly three-mile hike.

Next Monday/Tuesday will be packing days.  Wednesday we'll take our Subaru to Matt's for an O/N (and leave the car there), and on Thursday morning, an EARLY Uber ride to Sacramento airport.  At least that's the plan at this moment.  From Sac we'll fly to Miami via Atlanta, and then in the evening we'll board a Latham flight for Buenos Aires.  Thus, will begin our 22-day Overseas Adventure Travel program, "Chile and Argentina:  The Andes to Patagonia!"  Getting excited!  (fingers crossed)

With any luck and good Wi-Fi, I'll be able to post from South America, where spring will be commencing instead of autumn.