After five years working in London, I decided it was time to move back to Los Angeles, but not before taking a year off to see the world. I gave up my great job with Lehman Brothers in Administration and a fantastic flat (and roommate) I’d lived in for over three years, packed up all my belongings into some 60 cubic feet of boxes and said farewell to the wonderful friends I made in London. Before setting off for Asia, I spent seven weeks in the States including a weekend getaway in Chicago with my best friends from high school, corrective eye surgery in Philadelphia, Aud and Rob’s wedding in Bermuda, 13 days in Israel on Birthright (with a side trip to Petra) and time in quiet Oak Park with my parents and sister. Then, on July 18, 2010 at 1am, with only 13 kilograms in my 50L backpack and a small shoulder bag, I boarded a flight to Singapore. The goal of my adventure is not one of self-discovery or mending a broken heart but a journey of true desire to explore the world, experience new cultures, taste various cuisines, explore beautiful wildernesses, meet local people, and maybe learn some Spanish along the way. What lies below are my stories (or more of a daily recount of events) from the road.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Perfect Paine - Riding and Grey Glacier
Today was full on. Went horseback riding in the morning and took the Grey Glacier boat trip in the afternoon. Another glorious day in Torres del Paine.
An early breakfast at 7am saw us leaving for the estancia at 7:45. We were supposed to start at 8:30 (so we thought) but there was confusion over the number of riders. It turned out that four people from our group had to come back in the afternoon. Second time we've had a mix up with the horseback riding, but it turned out that part of our group needed to leave since three other randoms were joining us.
The scenery was stunning - we rode for three hours through green pastures, past rivers, in trees and up a small hill to a perfect viewpoint. Kath, who rides, Aldiey and I got to cantor a bit through the open fields. It was amazing; we picked up a lot of speed, but I had to stop as the stirups were uncomfortable on my legs. As we cantered back home base, Peggy was waiting for us.
I ate my salami/cheese sandwich (which I made at breakfast) and Doritos on the truck while Andy drove us to the drop off point for the Grey Glacier boat cruise. We all walked to the jetty but no boat was visible and after waiting for at least 20 minutes, a few people went off to find out where we were supposed to be. Turned out we were just really early, but it was cold waiting on the rocks while the wind blew water off the surfact of the lake.
The dingy finally arrived to transfer us to the larger boat and we began our journey to the face of the glacier. We sailed up close to all three faces of the glacier and were given drinks on ice (I chose a pisco sour). I noticed some Americans on the boat and ended up chatting with a Berkeley student who was studying in Santiago for six months. Ted kept going on about how I'd met an American friend and was calling himself my grandpa. Oh Ted. The day turned partly cloudy so the clouds of the glacier did not reflect like the Moreno Glacier and while the Grey Glacier was massive, it paled in comparison to Moreno. I was freezing from the wind by the time I went inside the heated cabin for the ride back to shore.
We didn't get back to the campsite until 7pm and by that point I was hungry. Mark set out some olives and popcorn for nibbles, but we didn't eat until 8:30 when we started with French onion soup, followed by spaghetti bolonese, garlic bread and salad with guacamole. Excellent meal! It concluded with some flavorless cake for dessert at which point I was ready for bed. Planning to relax tomorrow as I don't want to have another long day out.
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