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Long weekend

This has been a holiday weekend in NSW, with today (Monday) being a public holiday. With the weather trying to turn towards summer this is traditionally a big “going out” weekend, and despite no previous plans it turned out that way for me too.

I met up with new friend Kristen on Saturday evening, and what was intended to be an ordinary catch-up stretched to a fun and totally impromptu late-night adventure. After spending most of Sunday day suffering the effects of the night before we met up again for dinner at Stonefish, a tapas bar on the Cronulla Mall which I’d long wanted to visit.

The food is very good there, and great value too. We tried the “all you can eat tapas buffet” which is in effect six shared dishes between two people, all for the very attractive price of $30 a head. After dips and turkish bread, a very meaty and delicious salt and pepper calamari, rice and mushroom arancini balls, lamb skewers with tzatziki, lamb rogan josh with rice and grilled salmon on crushed potatoes with basil sauce we were truly stuffed, but both praising the quality of the food. Washed down with a Mudhouse pinot gris from Marlborough ($37) it was a fine meal overall. They offer even more inventive dishes by the plate, and next time I am very keen to try some of them…

What followed was a fairly typical “Cronulla Crawl” around the various venues that are open on the bigger nights: Club Cronulla, Northies, Sting Bar and (inevitably) Fusion. Then home for more wine, during which Joel and James came home for more beer and wine. Definitely a good night for all, but we were ALL glad not to have to work on the Monday.

Monday, the holiday day itself, was dominated by going to the soccer to watch Sydney FC beat my adoptive home team the Central Coast Mariners. Joel had been given some free tickets by her boss, so we invited my cousin Mark along as well. After the game (the Mariners lost, BTW) we travelled to Mark’s home area of Allawah (near Hurstville) to hang out with him and his Dad, my uncle. Another fine day 🙂

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Road Trip rules

Bugger Broken Hill, I’ve just had a much better idea.

Out of interest I plugged into google maps and tested one part of a theory. Check. Then another part…. check. A third part? Check. Suddenly it all came together: a gourmet road trip to some of Australia’s finest country restaurants.

Grazing in Gundaroo. Stefano’s in Mildura. The Victory Hotel at Sellicks Hill in McLaren Vale. And top of the list: the Royal Mail Hotel in Dunkeld, The Age’s Country Restaurant of the Year 2009 and Australian Gourmet Traveller’s Regional Restaurant of the Year 2009.

The dates fit. Bookings can be made. Frankly a trip this good needs a companion, but who would be interested in such a journey. Any takers??

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back in Sydney

One week down, three to go…

After a few days of extreme jetlag, this has been an organising kind of week. Such as updating the look of this blog! I’ve also given notice that I’ll be vacating my current home in Cronulla in a couple of weeks. I move into my very modest apartment in Woolooware on October 17th. I wonder what that will feel like, actually being in a place I can truly call my own?

The biggest news of the week is that I’ve decided to postpone running the New York marathon until next year. I didn’t run anywhere near enough while in South America, and marathons are far too serious an event to treat so casually. I could struggle through and do it, but I probably wouldn’t enjoy the experience and the risk of injury would be very high. To be honest there has been so much other stuff to focus on (getting work ready for my long absence, going to South America, moving house, getting ready for Asia) that I haven’t given NY the attention it deserves. Much better to put it off until 2010, when it will be the big focal point of the second half of the year.

The decision was made easy by the fact that I can postpone it and still get guaranteed entry to the 2010 race. My accomodation was fully refundable and the flight credit can be used for some other journey, so the downside is minimal. I feel much more relaxed now, and can simply focus on getting ready for The Big Trip.

Of course if I don’t go to New York, I suddenly have a couple of weeks free before heading to Asia. What to do? I think I’d get too antsy just staying home, so I think I’ll take advantage of the car and go on a bit of a road trip to some parts of Australia I haven’t seen before. The current plan is head to Broken Hill via Mudgee, then down to Adelaide to visit Joel’s parents for a couple of days, then to the famous wine region of Coonawarra and nearby Robe before heading home via country Victoria. But this isn’t set in stone yet – any suggestions on where I could go?

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Last days

Don’t you hate it when the internet drops out just when you click “publish” on a long blog post? One that you didn’t save to the clipboard because you didn’t think you’d need to? And lose the lot? I had just finished a long post about the last three days of our trip, but don’t think I can resurrect the finer details of it. The essence of it was that we wanted – and got – a thoroughly relaxing end to our holiday.

In fact we relaxed much more than I expected during this trip. Our last big journey through Europe in 2007 involved six cities in two weeks, and while great it was exhausting. This journey we wanted to spend more time in destinations and less time travelling between them. We succeeded admirably, and while we had quite a few big nights out we actually had more quiet nights in just reading, chatting or watching a movie. We spent hours in cafes quietly reading, and through the trip I read four books cover-to-cover: Haruki Murakami’s Dance Dance Dance, Graham Greene’s The Quiet American, Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight and Phillipa Gregory’s The Other Boelyn Girl. All very good to sublime (Murakami is a genius) apart from Twilight, which was a passable page-turner but hardly worth all the hype.

Rather than visit somewhere different for our last three days in Chile, we decided to return to the most peaceful hostel in the most beautiful city we’d seen: Valparaiso. Unlike our previous visit when we had the place to ourselves, this time it was near-full (about 15 guests) but still retained its sense of calm. We had one sociable night at a barbeque with the other guests, which was boozy and lots of fun. We had a very quiet following day, where we only left the hostel to go for lunch at a nearby restaurant with heartstopping views over the city and bay. We did nothing else that day except sleep and read, and then hung out that night with some other guests in the back yard. We went shopping for souvenirs in Cerro Allegre, Cerro Concepcion and the nearby resort town of Vina Del Mar. We read some more and enjoyed the sun.

I didn’t miss television at all while away. Nor radio. I didn’t even check what was happening in the world much, and didn’t mind not knowing what was going on. I relaxed more than I have for ages. And I don’t have an ounce of stress about going back to work on Monday.

What more could you want from a holiday, eh?

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Security issues

Before you start to worry, nothing bad happened to us while travelling. However we heard several first-hand accounts of theft, robbery and even a mugging in just three weeks.

We weren’t really concerned about safety until Buenos Aires (BA), when our taxi driver from the airport spent the entire 40 minute journey cautioning us about the many ways in which BA cabbies can rip you off. It’s worth noting that we ignored all the taxi touts at the terminal (there are lots of them, they are aggressive and some say “official, official” while waving a definitely non-official taxi card in your face) and made our way to the official Airport taxi service, which has a blue booth just outside the arrivals hall. You pay your fixed-price fare to the city at the booth and then wait until the driver arrives to pick up the receipt and take you to your car. The kiosk attendant warned us to stay very close to the booth in case a false “driver” attempted to come and pick us up. Thank you to Lonely Planet for that advice – as we later heard, it might well have saved us from misery later on.

There is a big problem with counterfeit banknotes in Argentina, usually with AR$50 and AR$100 notes but all notes apart from AR$2 and AR$5 may be false. The most common taxi driver con is when you go to pay for your fare (which would usually only be AR$10-25) with a AR$50 or AR$100 note. The driver takes your note, secretly switches it for a fake note then hands the fake one back to you and says he doesn’t have enough change. You then pay with smaller bills and the driver pockets your genuine 50/100 as well. Our driver suggested we write down the last two serial numbers on the note before handing it over, that way you would ensure you got the same note back. We tried a different tack, ALWAYS ensuring we had the correct amount in small notes or coins, and did not have any problems.

Another method of outright theft is for the driver to simply zoom off with your bags still in the boot if you get out of the car before him. Our driver recommended we not exit the car until the driver had turned off the engine and got out of the driver’s seat. We were also advised not to travel with the windows down, as a stranger on foot could reach into the car and grab your bag. He admitted this had actually happened to him six months earlier while waiting at traffic lights. He was convincingly scary, and for the first three days in BA we walked everywhere, not even taking a train!

You might think the concerns are overblown, but we heard two accounts of robbery by taxi driver while in BA. One from a young guy who went out one night, did the right thing by getting a taxi back to the hostel but was threatened and robbed by the driver on the way. Another older man we struck up conversation with in a cafe said that he had been robbed by a driver who picked him up at the airport. He followed one of the touts who promised to take him into town for a fixed price of AR$100, but instead drove to somewhere in the grimy suburbs and demanded AR$200 before continuing further. The man paid, fearing even worse treatment if he did not.

The most serious account happened during our second stay in Valparaiso in Chile. Chile is considered one of the safest countries in South America, and we certainly never felt in danger at any time. Of course you still need to be sensible: don’t travel to dodgier areas at night, or take a taxi if you do, don’t carry too much money on you, hold your bags close at all times, etc. Tori, a tall and young American woman was out taking photographs in the impossibly picturesque streets of Valparaiso. She was alone and she was holding a very expensive camera by her side, but it was mid-afternoon on a moderately busy street only a very short distance from the hostel, so on balance should have been safe.

Tori was approached by three youths who asked if they could bum some cigarettes. She obliged and carried on walking down the street. Suddenly she was grabbed from behind and the cigarettes shoved in her mouth, a hand held roughly over her face. Shocked but quick to react, she pulled a knife from her pocket and stabbed one of the attackers in the arm which caused them to push her to the ground and run off with the camera. Fortunately some police officers were nearby and they managed to catch the kid with the camera, which was returned to Tori. They also took her to the hospital where she was attended to for some large scrapes and scratches, but otherwise unhurt apart from the shock.

In another story also heard in Valpo, two Australians travelling together through South America for over four months had no problems anywhere until just three weeks from home, when their room was broken into and their valuables stolen (including passports). Pickpockets are also a threat on the metro and around tourist areas of the bigger cities, apparently, but we didn’t hear any stories of falling victim to them.

We were very glad that nothing happened to us, though as we were travelling together we were much safer than if we were alone. I will seriously consider extra measures when travelling by myself through Asia, such as carrying a second “sacrificial” wallet with not much in it in case I get robbed. Stuart, who has travelled extensively through Asia, had done similar things for years because even the old standard of a money belt is pretty obvious these days.

But don’t let the fears worry you too much that you don’t consider visiting South America – it’s great! Everyone we met while travelling, whether on a short trip like our or a six month odyssey around the entire continent, absolutely loved it and would happily see more if they could. I’m in that boat: I’ve already pencilled in various two-month itineraries that would allow me to visit Peru-Bolivia-Ecuador, or Argentina-Uruguay-Paraguay, or Brazil-Surinam-French Guiana…

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