Sunday, October 26, 2008

Bolivia Crossing

- Log: April 26, 2008 -

In Argentina, Buenos Aires, people tend to greet each other with a small kiss on the cheek, or a simulated mock kiss, on both cheeks. This is very cool.

I will need to return to this place called Buenos Aires just because I didn't get the city tour as I was expecting. I can blame GAP Adventures solely on this.

Speaking of GAP, my first tour with them, Bolivia Crossing, was a blast, though not quite what I was expecting. I found that I totally welcomed the occasional luxuries familiar to me (hot showers). Boy am I getting soft - I like such luxuries.



- Highlights of Bolivia Crossing -
1) A stroll along cosmopolitan Buenos Aires.
This was familiar territory as I've seen such "craziness" before in other cosmopolitan mega-cities.

2) Uyuni Salt Flat Solo
Spending time away from the tour group was cool, standing, sitting, and walking, and pondering all alone in the middle of an ancient salty seabed, surrounded by glistening, blinding, snowy salt crystals; nothing but me, the white salts, the blue sky, the whistling wind, and the cold, deafening silence.

3) Atacama Sand Boarding
Exotic scenery, miles of dirt, crazy sand dunes. Need i say more?

4) Death Road
Surviving "the world's most dangerous road" was easily the highlight of the Bolivia Crossing even though it was completely optional. I'm not the kind of person that easily puts his life on the line like this. But for some reason this one was calling my name. Like with many things I fear I can block out the cause of the phobia and deal with it, because dealing with it is equivalent to surviving it. Except for spiders. I can't deal with spiders. And snakes too.

5) A Stroll Along Potosi
Potosi, Bolivia is one of those places you can't believe you're in. It's remote yet is bustling with energy on certain parts of the day. Walk thru the main streets in the Potosi if you want to easily experience that feeling of discovering the world that relatively few will see at first hand.



Addendum:
I don't know why i didn't include this in my journal, but Potosi is a huge silver mining community. During this silver mine tour we were warned of the terrible conditions. I'd say this is accurate to truth. Interestingly I went thru the active mines with 2 sticks of dynamites strapped to my belt. While down in the wet darkness I witnessed miners, and miles of eerie mined canals. We crossed over a huge black hole in the ground which was used to hoist buckets of rocks (it was being used during our jump!!). The man-made caverns are not just muddy arteries with railroad tracks. Some of the mines go deep, very deep, straight into the abyss, the darkest reaches of the silver enriched mountain's bowels. When I used my head lamp to see more I could only see more tunnels. Some of these were so tall and so deep I couldn't see the ceiling nor the floor. And the farther I looked towards the horizon, the more the darkness swallowed the light.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

New Orleans Evacuation

I've been commuting to New Orleans (right next to Canal St., across from Bourbon) for about 3 weeks now. This week i walked down Bourbon St. for the first time. Man was that a crazy experience; and that was on a Monday too! Went down to another district near the shore where the houses are smaller than those in the French Quarter with live music, jam sessions, and all kinds of bars. Had an amazing chunks of donuts literally buried in powered sugar inside a bag. I forget what the place is called, but it must be famous.

The Hurricane Gustov approacheth towards us. The company evacuated after lunch. Everybody seemed to be somewhat in a panic. Every piece of electrical equipment was locked in a closet because the building we're in had previously been blown away from Katrina. If Gustov strikes New Orleans dead on, history repeated itself, and i can expect broken glass all over the 15th floor where I work.

Evacuation was fun, for me. While others seemed to be in a state of heightened alert, I felt relaxes and enjoyed the adrenaline of knowing that we are in the path of a hurricane. This is just like when i was in middle school, when i used to see how long i could wait before i got out of the way of a train. Yup, that's right. A moving train on the tracks!! I liked to play in a very controlled yet dangerous environment. That roughly translates to a dare-devil wantabee who's a chicken at heart.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Star Gazing

Every night I love to look at the night sky. I prefer clear night skies so that I can see the stars and the moon. I don't mind whether the moon is full or not for I can appreciate it at any time and any place. I don't mind if the air is cloudy. The clouds add a different perspective to the awe that goes through my mind.

When I gaze at what now seem to be distant yet familiar friends, I get heart-broken, and I swear I almost get tears in my eyes, but somehow I never do. I love star-gazing. I want to see them closer, in greater detail. And it is sad to know that I will never reach them.

I don't know why I never thought of this before, but I really should get a telescope, a really good one. Once I get one I think I'd be out every night, like a child turning on the night-light so that he can see his favorite toy one last time, right before he goes to bed.

PS - I have several pages of journal entries from my South American vacation (Argentina, Chile, Bolivia). Not sure why I haven't logged these yet. I guess I have different priorities now. Blogging isn't so important anymore as it used to be. Maybe this means I'm healed? Nah. What am I thinking. I'm scarred for life.