travelNo Tengo La TangoHaving just returned from Northwest Argentina, I am just now reflecting on what I have learned in two weeks. So, in no particular order, I offer the following thoughts. The people: Tips for getting around: Taxi Drivers: Sensuality, sex, and the like: Vignettes: My hiking shoes were so dust laden after trekking around for a week and a half. I decided to get them cleaned by a shoe shine boy. I explained, in my best pantomime, that I did not want them polished, just brushed. The end result is that, if I can bend over far enough, I can see my reflection in them. The effort of restaurants and hotels to provide English explanations of various items is commendable, although not always illuminating. For example, Mondungo is a simple tripe stew. The English interpretation is just a bit off putting for the fastidious (i.e., “veal guts”). That didn't stop me from eating it, of course. Another factoid, there is no obvious way to operate most room heaters. They seem to have two speeds, off and on. On is about 125 degrees Fahrenheit. Off is, well, cold, very cold. Finally, while traveling is great, it takes a lot of energy as you age, particularly when you pretend that walking up two feet high steps at 4,200 meters is a piece of cake. Also, there are the regular reminders of home, children, grandchildren, other family members and friends that quietly tug at you until you say, enough, I have to get home. Bruce Harrison likes to travel anywhere that he can hike and take pictures of everything that does not move and some things that do. You can view his photography at A/Image. Got a 400 word travel piece you'd like to contribute? Click here. © 2006-2013 ConceptDesign, Inc. Terms of Use |