Welcome to our travel blog. We are Tabitha and Nic. In 2011 we 'retired' in our early 40s and set off to travel the world. We spent our first year in South America and have been lucky enough to make two trips to Antarctica.

Our blog is a record of our travels, thoughts and experiences. It is not a guide book, but we do include some tips and information, so we hope that you may find it useful if you are planning to visit somewhere we have been. Or you may just find it interesting as a bit of armchair travel.



Showing posts with label food and drink. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food and drink. Show all posts

Sunday, September 24, 2017

Another day, another ferry, this time to Haida Gwaii

Today’s ferry wasn’t as early, or nearly as long as the last one, but it wasn’t such nice scenery either. The journey was fine, but there wasn’t much to look at most of the way, which I suppose was good in a way, as it gave us both a chance to catch up with some of our tasks, including getting a few more blog posts written. And this time, we did a better job of sticking to our meal plan too.

We arrived in Skidegate, collected our bags, and went to queue for a taxi, only to be met by a rather grumpy man, who told us that we should have booked a taxi, that he was waiting for someone who had booked, and various other unhelpful comments. We were trying to establish whether we could book a cab now, or put our name on a list or something, but he really wasn’t listening, so we were getting nowhere. Then just as we were considering going off to try to hitch our way to Queen Charlotte – hitching is apparently a vey common mode of transport here – he suddenly said, “OK, get in”. I have no idea what changed, but we didn’t argue, and hopped in.

I wish I could say that this was the end of his grumpiness, but no, it continued for the entirety of the journey. It wasn’t directed so much at us, but he grumbled his way about various other people. He also reckoned that the address we were going to didn’t exist. Now, Queen Charlotte isn’t a big place. We only stayed there six days, and by the end of that we were giving other new arrivals directions, so given that he reckons he’s been driving a cab here for 25 years, I just don’t believe that he didn’t know where it was.

But we went on a little mystery tour nonetheless, before suddenly and miraculously, he worked out where to find it. It wasn’t even a ploy to get more money, as he charged us the standard fare, so I can only assume that he just likes being cantankerous. We spoke to a local about him later, and they knew exactly who we were talking about and confirmed that this was his usual jolly self.


Anyhow, we arrived at our Airbnb, and were made very welcome by our host and her longer-term guest. We got ourselves settled in, and then tottered our way down the short but rather steep hill down towards the visitors’ centre, and to take a look around, before heading back to the house to make ourselves our dinner.

On the subject of food, if you do come here and plan to self cater, then if you have the opportunity, bring a few groceries with you. We had a bit of trouble getting to the supermarket around our day tours, and when you do get there, they don't have a great deal of choice and prices are fairly high. Thankfully, we had bought the first day's dinner with us. Of course, if you are happy to eat out, there are a few decent places around, which I will mention as we get to them later on.




Thursday, August 31, 2017

The rest of Victoria



Fisherman's Wharf, Victoria
Despite our best intentions for our four weeks in Victoria, we found ourselves struggling with keeping to our diet. It wasn’t that we were being terribly bad – most of our meals were still strictly by the rules – but we found ourselves wanting those little extras, especially if we went out. Like the time we went to Fisherman’s Wharf, and ended up having fish and chips.



We had a couple of times that we went out to eat, and whilst we picked fairly well-behaved things, there was just that added temptation to have some yam fries, or for Nic to have a naughty sauce on his pasta.


Fisherman's Wharf, Victoria


And then there was the fact that the weather was glorious the whole time we were there, so one day we gave in to having an ice cream, and another we succumbed to sitting in a pub garden with a bottle of wine.


This was still all incredibly well behaved compared with our old way of life, but it was still too many bad things to achieve the weight loss we were aiming for.





Canada Day Celebrations, Victoria

One thing that we knew that we weren’t even planning to try to resist, was our favourite Nanaimo bar.

I’ll talk more about these in a later post, but for now, a Nanaimo bar is a very tasty, but very naughty cake, and when we were here last time, we discovered them in a bakery that was on our route home, so we’d often pop in to grab one – peanut butter for Nic and mint for me.




Canada Day Celebrations, Victoria
So one day, we headed up to the bakery, ready to get our treat, only to discover that the location was now a building site. I think Nic may actually have let out a small howl of disappointment! Not to be deterred though, I figured that as this was a pretty popular bakery, there was a reasonable chance that it may have relocated, and luckily, this was right, and we managed to find it just a little further along from its old spot. They didn’t have any mint ones though, so I resisted any alternatives on this occasion, but Nic got his peanut butter one, and was very happy.


Canada Day Celebrations, Victoria


Aside from that, we pootled about a bit.  We looked in on some of the live music for the jazz festival including going along to a show one night. That was OK, albeit nothing spectacular. We checked out the Canada day celebrations, which despite this being a big deal because it is the 150th anniversary of the confederation of Canada, were a bit disappointing. The fireworks were good in the evening though.




Willows Beach, Victoria

We also took the bus out to Estevan Avenue, one day. We got off in Oak Bay Avenue, and walked the rest of the way up, so by the time we got there we felt virtuous enough to allow ourselves a few extra syns with our reasonably healthy lunch at The Village. Then we wandered along to the beach and back, and gave in to having a tiny cupcake. Feeling a bit guilty about that, we decided to make up for it by walking all the way back, which took about an hour. That got the steps up on the Fitbits!

Estevan Avenue, Victoria


I'm not sure that Estevan Avenue is really worth a trip on its own, but it could certainly be done in conjunction with the Oak Bay area for a good day out.



So overall, Victoria was a pleasant place to have spent four weeks in the sunshine, but it ended up being a bit of a “neither/nor” place. We didn’t go completely mad, and revert to our old ways of eating and drinking whatever we liked, but neither had we managed to stick strictly to our regime. In the end, we lost some weight while we were here, but not as much as we should have done, especially when we knew what was coming up next….


Fisherman's Wharf, Victoria


Fisherman's Wharf, Victoria



Canada Day Celebrations, Victoria

Canada Day Celebrations, Victoria

Canada Day Celebrations, Victoria



Sunday, August 27, 2017

A visit to the Feria de Matadores

Corrida de sortija, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires
One thing that we had meant to go to previously, but hadn't got around to, was the Feria de Matadores. This Gaucho market is held in the suburbs of Buenos Aires, about a forty minute bus ride out of the centre.

There are lots of market stalls, some of which are very generic, but others have some good authentic goods, including mate cups and bombillas, and some - though not as many as we had expected - gaucho related items. There were certainly a lot of knives on sale.

Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires


There are also food stalls, where we had a few more decent empanadas, but you could also get other traditional fare like locra, and there are a couple of nice old fashioned places to eat.


The locals enjoy the market, with live music and traditional dancing in the square, which generally draws a small crowds of onlookers, and a few hapless tourists may be tempted to join in.


Corrida de sortija, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires
But the main reason that we had come along was to enjoy the spectacle of the corrida de sortija, a gaucho sport that involves galloping your horse along and trying to collect a small ring, that is dangling at about head height, on a little stick.

We watched this for quite a while, and it is clearly not easy at all. Most people failed, either missing the ring altogether, knocking it off, or managing to collect it, only to drop it afterwards. But some did get it, and trotted back, proudly showing off the ring.
Child's play? Corrida de sortija, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires
They start them early at this sport, and we saw a kid of about twelve, (maybe, I'm lousy at judging ages,) and another that can't have been older than two, having a go at a lowered ring.

What is nice about this market and the corrida de sortija, is that whilst there are obviously tourists here, being a bit further out of town, the numbers are rather less than at San Telmo for example. Of course the vendors are used to visitors, and cater to them, but this is predominantly an event for local people.

Starting them young at the Corrida de sortija, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires



There were comparatively few people watching the gauchos tilting for their rings, and it was evident that they were doing this for themselves, not to entertain a crowd. In our eyes, that made this a very worthwhile trip out of the centre.
 
Corrida de sortija, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Success! Corrida de sortija, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires


Corrida de sortija, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Success! Corrida de sortija, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Success! Corrida de sortija, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Corrida de sortija, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Success! Corrida de sortija, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Mate cups and bombillas, Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Feria de Matadores, Buenos Aires

Saturday, August 26, 2017

Back in Buenos Aires ...

Soda siphons at San Telmo market
From Rosario, we took the bus to Buenos Aires, and then a cab on to our Airbnb place in our usual neighbourhood, Palermo.

Being back here was always going to be a risk for our diets, but we love the city, so it was a risk worth taking, and anyway, we had to come here to catch our plane home.

We did mitigate the risk by joining the local gym, and getting ourselves along there at least four times a week.

Café Bar Plaza Dorrego, San Telmo


As it was to turn out, our time here wasn't too bad, and we may even have lost a pound or so. It helped that, much to our disappointment, our favourite little dulce de leche cake shop had closed down.


We also strictly limited our intake of ice cream and wine, and ate plenty of lovely steak. The latter at least, was no hardship!


We did give in to a few empanadas though, including our favourite ones from last time, the fried ones from L'Escondida. They didn't let us down, they were still delicious. Some others that we really enjoyed here were from La Cocina, which is a lovely traditional place, but really quite tiny.



Buenos Aires



And then there was a more unusual, but incredibly tasty, lamb version, in a place in San Telmo, called El Banco Rojo. They also had a really excellent burger. I'd had no intention of having a burger, but when I saw the ones being delivered to other customers, I succumbed; I didn't regret it at all!

We didn't only eat while we were here though. We did quite a lot of walking around, not necessarily to anywhere in particular, just to get some extra exercise in to burn off those empanadas.

Whilst in San Telmo, we popped along to the market there. We had been there previously, and had loved some of the stuff on the stalls, so we were fully expecting to fill up the remaining space in our rucksacks with nice things.

Palacio Paz, Buenos Aires





Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be that many stalls around this time, and so we only ended up buying one of the lovely old coloured glass soda siphons that we had admired last time around, but had to resist because they were too heavy to carry around or post back.





Palacio Paz, Buenos Aires

We also took a guided tour around Palacio Paz, which was the private mansion of the very wealthy founder of La Prensa newspaper, Jose C Paz. He commissioned a French architect called Louis Henri Sortais to design it, and had most of the materials imported from Europe.


It is said to be the largest private home ever built in Argentina, and some suggest that Paz had ambitions to become President, and intended to use this as a place where he could entertain and impress important dignitaries.

However, Paz never actually got to live here. The work started in 1902, but wasn't completed until 1914, two years after Paz died.





Palacio Paz, Buenos Aires
The family did move in, but even that was short-lived, as the financial difficulties of the 1930s led them to sell the building to the Military Officer's Association, which now uses it as their clubhouse.

They offer guided tours in Spanish or English, where you can see the main parts of the elaborately decorated house. The tours are good, with lots if interesting facts, but much of the decoration isn't really to my taste. It is an interesting visit if you have spare time, but probably not a priority otherwise.

Fortabat Art Collection, Buenos Aires

We even managed a quite cultural outing to the Fortabat Art Collection. It was opened by the Chairperson of the second largest cement manufacturer in Argentina, María Amalia Lacroze de Fortabat, using a portion of her vast personal art collection. There is a lot by Argentine artists, as well as international names, including an Andy Warhol portrait of the owner.




Fortabat Art Collection, Buenos Aires

It wasn't quite what we had expected from the write up, and most of it we wouldn't have considered hanging on our wall if you'd given it to us free, but it made a change from the usual stuff you find in many galleries.

We did quite like some of the rather whacky pieces on the top floor, although we were a little dubious about whether the artist was being a bit cheeky in the way he was rehashing a lot of other artists work.

We may not have done a lot here this time, but it was a great way to end our trip to Chile and Argentina. But first we have one last post, for our trip out to the Feria de Mataderos.

Fortabat Art Collection, Buenos Aires

Palacio Paz, Buenos Aires

Palacio Paz, Buenos Aires






Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Second time around in Cordoba

Our Lady of the Assumption Cathedral, Cordoba
In Cordoba, we didn't need to tick off every site, as we'd been here before, but now, with a bit more time on our hands, we did take a tour of the Jesuit Manzana.


If you know a bit of Spanish, you may know that manzana means apple, which may be causing you some confusion, as it did us when we first saw the word in this context. No apples were involved; in this instance, manzana means block.



Cordoba University

The tour is run by the university, which now occupies most of the former site. The world of education is important here in Cordoba, where the city is nicknamed La Docta, or the learned one.

Its dominance owes much to the Jesuits, who built up a university for those studying to become part of the order. Whilst the focus was then of course on theology, they did allow some additional study areas, and over time, both the content and the type of students were broadened.
Cordoba University







The tour took us to the library, which houses a number of old and rare books, including a bible from 1645 that's written in seven different languages.






Cordoba University


It also took us into the room where students would have had to read out, and be questioned on, their final dissertations. The process for any single student could take a couple of days, and they spent that time sat in a lone chair, with rows of examiners on one side, and other students on the other.

Cordoba University




It was in this room that students barricaded themselves in 1918 as part of their attempts to gain reforms of the university. Up until this time, the universities in Argentina, and here in particular, were very much controlled by catholic and conservative regimes. This included decisions about the appointment of the heads and lecturers, which was a source of much discontent.


The students rose up against this regime, and won reforms that allowed the university to become more autonomous, and established student participation in its leadership. These reforms gradually spread across other universities in Argentina.


Church of the Society of Jesus


After the university buildings, the tour took us to the Iglesia de la Compañia de Jesus, or the Church of The Society of Jesus.

The church, one of the oldest of those in the city in terms of when it was completed, was built between 1640 and 1668. It originally had two side chapels, the southerly one being for the white Spanish, and the northerly being for the black indigenous population and black African slaves.


Church of the Society of Jesus

On a side note here, based on the current population, you could be forgiven for having no idea that black Africans were ever in Argentina, but in fact they were used as slaves here, just as in other South American countries and the USA. In Brazil, the black African heritage and culture is still evident, but here in Argentina, that is not the case, and it has all but disappeared.

Slavery was officially abolished in 1813, but continued anyway for around forty more years.

Church of the Society of Jesus


After that, it seems that the black African population was not really wanted and a couple of factors combined to largely wipe them out. Firstly, black Africans were major casualties of local wars, in particular the 1865-70 war with Paraguay. Then in 1871, there was a major outbreak of yellow fever in Buenos Aires.

The incidence of deaths of black Africans may have been a simple matter of coincidence, but there are also some who believe that Sarmiento, President at that time, may have orchestrated them into the military and areas where disease was prominent, to help reduce numbers. It is unclear whether there is any real evidence to support such allegations. Sarmiento appears generally to have been a more progressive President, but not a very popular one, so it could be true, or it could just be the rumblings originating from those who were unhappy with him.



Church of the Society of Jesus, side chapel



In any case, numbers of black African men in particular were decimated, leading to women marrying white men, and the gradual dilution of the genes. These day, it seems that there remains a culture of whiteness in Argentina, so even if you have black African heritage in you, it is unlikely that you would celebrate it.

After that not so cheery interlude, let's get back to the church. The outside if the church is simple and even quite austere. Some experts believe that the outside was never properly finished, and there would have been plans to add decorative features. There is also much debate as to the reason for the holes in the walls. There is some suggestion that they could be putlog holes, to house a wooden spur that held scaffolding or a walkway in place, but it seems to be to low down to be just that. So answers on a postcard please...

Our Lady of the Assumption Cathedral, Cordoba


The roof of the church is unusual, because the builder had made boats, so his solution for a roof that needed to cover a large expanse was basically the upturned keel of a boat.

Aside from Jesuit manzana, we also took another look inside the Cathedral, and generally wandered around looking at old part of the city, but Nic's sprained ankle meant that we didn't get too far afield in our walkabouts.

Cappuchin Church of the Sacred Heart, Cordoba






We made it back to the Cappuchin Church of the Sacred Heart, which must have been cleaned since we were last here, as the multi coloured outside seemed rather more vibrant.


Disappointingly though, there was scaffolding on the front. I know that it is totally unreasonable of me, because works on places are necessary, but it is annoying when you go to a lovely building and it's covered in tarpaulins.

Archivo Provincial de la Memoria, Cordoba


We did make sure to get into the Archivo Provincial de la Memoria, which is all about the plight of people during the 'Dirty War' that ran from the early 1970s up to 1983.


The military junta that was in control at that time arrested, imprisoned, tortured and often killed, those who opposed their regime.




Archivo Provincial de la Memoria, Cordoba


There are some 30,000 'Disappeared', who are believed to have been murdered, but in many cases, their fate and whereabouts is unknown.

Some of you may recall that last time we were in Argentina, I wrote about the 'Madres' of the Plaza de Mayo in Buenos Aires, which is the group of mothers that walks in protest every week to try to find out the fate of their loved ones.


Archivo Provincial de la Memoria, Cordoba


But it isn't just about the young men and women who disappeared. Some of those people had young children, who were taken away and given to couples who supported the regime.

Some of those children have since been identified and reunited with their biological families, but many remain lost and unaware of their true identities.



Archivo Provincial de la Memoria, Cordoba


This place, which was a secret detention centre, where some 3000 of those arrested would have been brought and tortured, is now a archive for records and testimonies, and used as an educational tool.

There were a couple of school trips making their way around when we were there, which is good to see, as I believe it is really important that we understand the bad bits of our past as well as the good stuff; sadly, that is something that we in the UK seem to have failed at.

Archivo Provincial de la Memoria, Cordoba


This is clearly a good place for educational purposes, but for ourselves, we didn't find the archive very useful. The information was limited, and it didn't really tell us much that was new.

That said, I think it is still an interesting place to come, as if nothing else, it helps you to envisage the terrible things that happened here, and the raw emotions in some of the displays are evident even if you don't understand everything.

Cappuchin Church of the Sacred Heart, Cordoba (with Creambury café)




On a happier note, as we were in Cordoba over my birthday, and we enjoyed a wander through the artisan markets and shops in Guemes.

We also allowed ourselves a bit of a break in the eating plans, and we found a few great places to partake of tasty things. Our favourite restaurants were, unusually for us, both in hotels.




Cappuchin Church of the Sacred Heart, Cordoba



One was Republica, which was in our own hotel, and the other was Sibaris in the Hotel Windsor. We also enjoyed excellent medialunas (sweet croissant) in Medialunas Calentitas, and some very tasty chocolate, dulce de leche and meringue cake in Creambury café. We even treated ourselves to a couple of cocktails in two bars, Don't Worry Guemes, and MILK. Well, you can't be good ALL of the time!

Church and Convent of Santa Catalina, Cordoba

Plaza San Martin, Cordoba

Our Lady of the Assumption Cathedral, Cordoba
 
Jesuit crypts, Cordoba

 
Archivo Provincial de la Memoria, Cordoba

Archivo Provincial de la Memoria, Cordoba
 
Church of Saint Teresa and San Jose Convent, Cordoba


Cordoba University

Cordoba University