Archives par mot-clé : southamerica

Crossing the Andes

 

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Andes, October 2018, canon, ©Sylvie Gé

Crossing the Andean Cordillera by bus will remain etched in my memory as a great moment. On the Chilean side, the majestic icy peaks make us feel the power of nature. On the Argentine side, all the shades of green and yellow intertwine.

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The crossing between Santiago and Mendoza was to last seven hours, but extended from eight thirty in the morning to seven in the evening. The mileage is not very high, but we must deal with the delays due to the blockage of the road and the Argentine customs (in a huge hangar). After a long wait, while the customs officers pass the luggage through the scanner, four suitcases are exposed (while all the other passengers look from behind), customs officers examine the « guilty » suitcases in front of everybody (not recommended). Waiting a few hours before the road is finally free seems to bother only us. The other passengers, imperturbable, wait patiently. A few hours is nothing in this part of the world. The road is sometimes closed for days and the cars  just line up waiting for everything to calm down. The wait was well worth it. I will never forget.

Somewhere between Nelson and Santiago de Chile

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On the way to the great 2018  adventure! This year, my life partner (the Welsh man, from now on TWM) has  accepted  to be mentioned in the blog. It was he who prepared most of the itinerary, it is a trip he has been dreaming about for many years. TWM loves airports (!), he always tells me on  which side to sit  for the best view and hates travellers trying to make their way up in the queue (and says it sometimes loudly). Our first stop, very short, is in Santiago de Chile, before our departure for the Atacama desert, unique, we are told. There are some prepared articles that will follow in the next few days. I will post postcards, my travel books and poetry inspired by the places visited, depending on the vagaries  of the internet.

I leave you with a quote from Sam Hunt, a New Zealand poet I like a lot :

Tell me what I won’t know tomorrow

 

Poetically yours