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Colombia Update: I’m Alive

Seth — Wed, 08 Feb 2006 04:05:00 +0000

And in the Hotel Casa Dann Carlton on Calle 94. Got in at around midnight last night – had to deplane after boarding in Houston because of faulty brakes – one of those times you’re happy to get the f off and walk across the airport to a new gate. Seriously, the announcement went something like this 15 minutes after boarding: “Hi, this is the captain speaking, we’re currently experiencing an issue with our brakes, they’re not completely working, and we have a team below the aircraft working on the issue. I’ll get back to you with details once I know if we’ll be on our way or have to get a different plane.” And even more seriously, when he announced 8 minutes later that we’d be deboarding and going to another gate to a plane without problems, everyone within shouting distance from me was complaining, huffing and puffing and really pissed. Sure, it sucks, but what’s crazy was that they didn’t seem nearly as (visibly) upset when the first announcement was made. If the captain got on and said, “Great news. These brakes should hold up at least til we land in 4 and a half hours. So let’s leave 15 minutes late rather than 50!”, would there have been cheers? This may be a good time to recap my travel issues over the last 3 weeks, not that you care, but because you may be surprised that I’ve remained so calm throughout (or you won’t, but I am and I want to brag, and yes, you just have to take my word for it)…
Brazil: Arrive at Caesar Business 2 hours late (9AM) only to be told that there is no room for me yet. They think it should open in an hour or so. Can I use your business center? Sure, internet cards are “x” reias. You’re kidding. Give me one for the hassle. No, okay, I’ll go take a walk in my jeans and sweater and carry my laptop because I don’t trust you.
Chile: Arrive at Hotel Intercontinental at 11PM. Sorry, we don’t have your reservation. Why, it was made with these people from Nestle. We have theirs, just not yours… and we’re completely booked. It was made with this person by the same person. Call your manager. Okay, we can get you a room tonight, but not yet. Go to the bar and wait. 1AM, your room is ready, but you have to check out tomorrow, we are full. Check into other hotel mid-afternoon the next day.
Argentina: Can I have a late checkout my flight’s not til 10PM? Sure, it will be $100. You’re not full, can I just stay til 4 or 5 or so. Yes, for $100. But a night is only $150… okay, just hold my bags while I walk around the city sweating and getting blisters (my sneaks are packed) for 6 hours and then overcharge me for the cab to the airport. Thanks.
Mexico: Minneapolis to Houston – sorry running a little late because there’s a problem with the pressure on the plane. Actually, new plane, new gate, but not too late. No big deal… yet. I only have 1 hour to get off the plane in Houston and get on the plane to Mexico though. 45 minutes from land time, 35 from deplane, told I won’t make it, sprint across airport, on tram, sprint more, make it just in time. Way back, Mexico gate changed 3 times. Had a full row to myself though, until a dude not only sat in the aisle seat, but put his large carry-on under the middle seat in front of us. Thanks Dick. (Dick was not his name, but that’s what I’m calling him – capital D.)
Colombia: Minneapolis to Houston – no problem!!! Houston, you know the drill. Got into Bogota at 11PM, supposed to have a car. Not there. Phone – not working. Took a taxi, which was fine, but was a little nervous since I was told that our Citibank team never rolls around without security and in an armored car.
So anyway, now I’m here. After a day of 3 groups, starting at 8AM and ending at 9PM. Hopefully will have a chance to see the city tomorrow. Then get on a 9AM plane Thursday morning, supposed to get back to MN at 5PM. I’ll take the over on that bet. Looking like a promising or even “cant-miss”miss in Houston with only 1 hour to get across the airport and through customs. Either way, as I said, it’s all good… I’m chill. Though that word makes me a little annoyed. Relax.

First Half Recap

Seth — Tue, 31 Jan 2006 16:12:00 +0000

Here’s the link to my photos/fotos from Rio, Santiago and Buenos Aires. I’m off on a quick trip to Mexico City tonight. I’ll try to get a shot of me in a sombrero before leaving but can’t make any promises since the city is actually quite modern. Hope you enjoy the show. Email (or comment I guess) if you have any questions about what each picture is of. I should know, but was definitely too lazy to label each of the 90 shots.

http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLandingSignin.jsp?Uc=plax7en.2qzrctvb&Uy=-lgaotf&Upost_signin=Slideshow.jsp%3Fmode%3Dfromshare&Ux=0

And Drink Plenty of This

Seth — Sun, 29 Jan 2006 21:34:00 +0000

That’s right. Apple Gatorade. If there was going to be any sneaky smuggling back into the U.S., it was going to be with this product. Note: there’s really no other way to smuggle than sneakily, but I’m giving a shout out to my sneaky steals in bball games as well as to John Turturro in Mr. Deeds, whose sneakiness was constantly being underestimated. I bet he and Liam probably drank a bunch before rolling too. So this, and the Pomelo flavor, kept me going during my tour of the city. The ultimate electrolaxative. Perfect for a hungover morning. Sorry, but it’s true. Photo: Gatorade Manzana in Patio Bullrich mall.

Palomera

Seth — Sun, 29 Jan 2006 21:15:00 +0000

My multi-hour walk was mostly concentrated in Palomera and specifically an area called “Soho”. It’s more like the West Village with the tree-lined, cobblestone streets filled with small shops, both local and international (as shown by the Nike store above). And shown above above, is my favorite store in the city, Felix. With such gems as “Punks Jump Up To Get Beat Down” and “Recreation”, it provides great fits and entertainment. Okay, so just I like shopping there doesn’t mean I talked about it the night before. But I will say that this is a must-visit area in Buenos Aires, especially for brunch and a stroll on a nice day. Wear comfortable shoes…

Three Amigos

Seth — Sun, 29 Jan 2006 17:57:00 +0000

I’m Lucky Day, I’m Dusty Bottoms, I’m Ned Needlender… and together we are the (smack, smack, smack, uh huh cough)… So, Thursday night went to dinner in a really cool, up-and-coming area called Las Canitas with Hernan, the local Purina brand mgr. (right) and his friend Ramiro, who’s currently doing his residency (left – in case you were confused by the chest hair). We stuffed ourselves with provoleta, chorizo, and of course, steak and were barely able to muster up enough energy to go to a bar for a couple drinks right after. Dinner and drinks discussion, during which they spoke in English and I, in Spanish, included the World Cup – they have some respect for the US team but still didn’t believe that anyone in the US really likes soccer, Women – both single, they wanted the opportunity to test their luck with American women (I got a flashback to Love Actually at this point), and Work – but only as it related to how much they got to sleep each night and how often they went out during the week. Additional conversation included more sports, food, and travel and excluded politics, our favorite romantic comedies (don’t tell them about Love Actually) and where I bought my jeans. Overall, the highlight of my time in Buenos Aires, though my 5 hour/15 mile walk the next day came in a close second.

Humor es Humor en Espanol

Seth — Sun, 29 Jan 2006 01:27:00 +0000

How ridiculous are these guys? I watched this movie on my flight from Rio to Santiago. Honestly when I turned it on, I was hoping that it would be in Spanish with English subtitles. Can you imagine who they get to be the Latin voices of Vince and Owen? Plus, I would have loved to hear the translations of “meatloaf, fuck” and “play a little just the tip.” Sorry for the cloudy picture (pathetic is probably the best word to describe it), I was running away from some gypsies as I snapped it. Not really, but they still have late fees, so I didn’t want to hang out too long. Plus, the Blockbuster owner may have thought it was a little creepy. And maybe he’s right, I guess it is a little creepy…when a young man, who happens to be an only child, loses both of his parents in a tragic accident one month before his birthday and then has his best friend make a vow that he will never spend his birthday alone. Yeah, maybe that would fall under the category of creepy. I could go on, but here’s my first entertainment recommendation: Buy Wedding Crashers or Los Rompebodas – those 2 plus Walken, Ferrell and McAdams (who does love Gosling) is as quotable as Zoolander and Old School.

Welcome to Buenos Aires

Seth — Sat, 28 Jan 2006 18:31:00 +0000

Here is Avenida 9 de Julio, the widest avenue in the world, which runs from Plaza Constitución to Avenida del Libertador and up to the northern suburbs. Though it doesn’t matter how wide it is from a traffic perspective when hundreds of Argentinian protesters parade across it as I witnessed this Friday. What were they protesting? No idea, but I’m pretty sure it wasn’t a pro-EEUU demonstration.

So I’m back in good (c)old Minneapolis now. Just watched Georgetown manhandle Cincy. And am planning on unpacking, napping, and updating you on the rest of my time in BA.