South America

A streetscape in our Jardins neighborhood

Sao Paolo turned out to be little more than a utility stop for us. That seems like a shame in a way, since it’s one of the biggest cities in the world. And it’s sort of the New York of Brazil, with tens of thousands of restaurants and innumerable shops and art galleries and nightclubs and bars. Many well-heeled Brazilians wouldn’t live anywhere else.

But for an outsider it’s a hard place to get a grasp of. It’s so huge and sprawling. It’s not very pretty. There are really no monuments or must-do sights that you’ve ever heard of. It’s knd of a mystery in a way, especially when its rival metropolis, Rio de Janeiro, is packed with sights and beaches that are practically household names.

If you have a 15-hour flight to get to Brazil it helps a lot if your plane has a bar!

Another big drawback is the city’s reputation for crime. Like in Rio, you hear and read so many warnings that you feel like staying holed up in a bunker. We stayed in a fairly posh part of town called Jardins, where you could walk pretty freely around, without too much worry. There were plenty of restaurants and shops to keep us occupied, especially since we had errands to run.

Ordinarily I would have liked to wander around historic central Sao Paolo, not too far from Jardins, to see its grand colonial architecture. But when the guidebook warns you to watch out for the countless pickpockets — and avoid the area altogether in the evening or on weekends, that deflates your interest quite a bit.

So we mostly stuck to our own neighborhood and got through our chores. It didn’t help matters that chores were more difficult than normal. Our first priority upon arrival in any new country is to buy SIM cards for our phones. The difficulty varies wildly from country to country, but Brazil turned out to be the worst. Most stores simply would not sell them without a Brazilian ID. Many phone stores were mysteriously closed on the weekend, even though everything around them was open.

And we faced a surprising language barrier in these stores and elsewhere in Sao Paolo. In so much of the world there is a strong presence of English, at least among young people in educated, urbanized areas. The biggest exceptions have been in China and Japan, and to a surprising extent here in Sao Paolo.

Nonetheless, I managed to eventually muddle my way through the complications of buying SIM cards using some combination of a few words of Portuguese, filling in with Spanish and Italian, and a good dose of google Translate. After two days of finally finding a place that would sell the SIM card, we loaded them in our phones only to find that it takes up to 24 hours for it to work. What the hell?

We of course managed to sniff out some great food here, and we got through our errands. And we did even enjoy just a taste of the things we love about Brazil. It’s super multi-cultural. People like to have fun. They stay up late. And now we are ready to hit the road and encounter all that we love about Brazil in some more beautiful places.

Jim, on the streetscape, as we churn through our errands

After a long walk to an Indian restaurant that was unexpectedly closed, we ducked into a nearby Italian place, where they served us outrageous amounts of tasty grub

Mark and Jim take over the airplane bar. And if you are wondering, yes, Jim is wearing pajamas.

Fall colors in Buenos Aires

Fall colors in Buenos Aires

Here we are in Buenos Aires, sometimes called the Paris of South America, getting ready for our flight to, well, Paris. The plan had been to spend a week or even 10 days here, but a few days ago we decided to push our flight up a week so ultimately we spent just three days here. BA is a great city, one of those rare places where you feel like you could be in New York or London or, well, Paris. But it’s getting cold here, we’re getting tired of huge, glorious steaks, and it’s spring in Paris. So off we go.

After months across South America it was a treat to find bartenders who know how to make Perfect Manhattans

After months across South America it was a treat to find bartenders who know how to make Perfect Manhattans

There’s not too much to say about our limited time here. It’s a great city for walking in and we walked a lot. It’s a great city for eating and drinking in, and we ate and drank a lot. Of course, by the standards of Porteños (what the people of Buenos Aires are called) we’re rank amateurs. On Saturday night, as we were leaving our restaurant at 11:30 – since you wouldn’t dream of starting dinner before 10:00 – there was a substantial line of people waiting for seats. At 11:30 at night! For us the night was pretty much over, but for many it was just getting started. In fact, when I woke up a little after 6:00 AM, there were a number of boisterous revelers on the street finally going home after the clubs had closed. A strange way to live as far as I’m concerned but it makes for a lively, vibrant city.

But OK, that’s pretty much it; now it’s time to go to Paris. It’s going to be an ugly flight – we start by going two hours in the wrong direction, as we’re routed through Santiago, Chile, and then it’s nearly 14 hours in the air – but tomorrow morning we’ll be in Paris. In the spring.

If you're in the city you have to at least go by the Casa Rosada, Argentina's presidential palace. From a distance we thought this must be a political protest but it appeared to be just a bunch of young people hanging out. The smell of marijuana smoke was powerful.

If you’re in the city you have to at least go by the Casa Rosada, Argentina’s presidential palace. From a distance we thought this must be a political protest but it appeared to be just a bunch of young people hanging out. The smell of marijuana smoke was powerful.

Lunch one day, not far from the Casa Rosada, was at a French bistro. This was my steak tartare - raw meat, strong mustard, egg yolk - that was every bit as good as what we'll be having in Paris.

Lunch one day, not far from the Casa Rosada, was at a French bistro. This was my steak tartare – raw meat, strong mustard, egg yolk – that was every bit as good as what we’ll be having in Paris.

A highlight for us was walking through the city's Japanese Garden

A highlight for us was walking through the city’s Japanese Garden

One more shot of the Japanese Garden. You can almost feel Mt. Fuji there in the background.

One more shot of the Japanese Garden. You can almost feel Mt. Fuji there in the background.

Here I am in a prison yard, the perfect setting for a modern art museum

Here I am in a prison yard, the perfect setting for a modern art museum

Back when we were sketching out our time in South America we figured we’d spend some time in Uruguay before moving on to Buenos Aires. It’s a small country – second smallest in South America after Suriname – and we’d never spent any measurable time in the country, just a day trip to Colonia once when we were in Buenos Aires. It always seemed as though Uruguay had a lot going for it though. The New York Times put the Uruguayan Riviera – beaches northeast of Montevideo – on it’s “52 Places to Go in 2014” list, and while maybe we’re a little late in the season who doesn’t like great beaches?

Then there’s all the stories about how progressive the country is. Over the last few years Uruguay has legalized both marijuana and gay marriage (I’m sure there’s a good joke there somewhere). The U.S. Embassy here put together a quick table showing how high Uruguay ranks across a whole range of factors relative to other South American countries: #1 in Democracy according to The Economist‘s Democracy Index; #1 in the share of population in the middle class according to the World Bank; #1 in press freedom; #2 in per capita income; and on and on. In global rankings it is the #1 provider of troops to U.N. peacekeeping missions and ranks higher than the U.S. in areas like press freedom and The Economist‘s Democracy Index.

There's some great graffiti in Montevideo

There’s some great graffiti in Montevideo

Add to that the little bit of trivia that Montevideo is the southernmost national capital in the Americas (I was certain it was either Santiago or Buenos Aires, but not so) and how could we resist? After four days we learned a couple things. One, the fall here really is fall. The temperature has been pretty steady in the low- and mid-50s with slate-grey skies; so much for going to the great beaches. And it seems like a much better place to live than just visit, at least at this time of the year. There wasn’t a lot to do – no great museums or parks, and the weather wasn’t conducive to just sitting in a square and reading.

But – and it’s a big but – it’s a beautiful city. Our hotel was in the middle of the old city and the architecture was just stunning, almost Havana-esque. Beautiful old colonial buildings, most in states of substantial disrepair. I would walk around and just kept thinking “I want to buy that for a condo,” “Can’t you just see that fixed up with a great roof deck?” When you walked into the newer part of the city there were fewer old colonial buildings but more great art deco architecture. You just wonder what this city was like when it was, apparently, a lot richer.

The top floor there was my fantasy property. And it had the advantage that it was almost exactly where some guy on the street was selling cocaine!

The top floor there was my fantasy property. And it had the advantage that it was almost exactly where some guy on the street was selling cocaine!

This wasn't quite so ideal as a future condo, but it's still a good example of all the great buildings in Montevideo

This wasn’t quite so ideal as a future condo, but it’s still a good example of all the great buildings in Montevideo

It was really easy to fantasize about fixing up one of those buildings and living in Montevideo. Sure, there would be some drawbacks. Like the first night we walked out to dinner and within a few minutes some guy offering us cocaine. Or a few minutes later when another guy offered cocaine or marijuana, our choice. But it seems like a great urban area, where the main shopping street went on seemingly for mile after mile.

The interior of the Cathedral

The interior of the Cathedral

One of the former cells in what is now a modern art museum

One of the former cells in what is now a modern art museum

So what was there to do or see in Montevideo? The city is on the mouth of the Rio de la Plata, and while the expanse of water feels like you’re on the ocean, the water was river-brown rather than ocean-blue so the long walkway along the coast wasn’t that attractive. We went to a crazy new modern art museum built in a former jail. Each cell was another little exhibit, though the museum itself took only a small portion of the jail. Another nice cathedral – we’re big church goers – and lots of nice little parks if the weather had been more accommodating. And if you like steaks and grilled meat, Montevideo is pretty much heaven. Grilled meat is everywhere and watching the process of cooking it is as much entertainment as you need at dinner. It was great, but even we were getting pretty tired of tenderloins for lunch, tenderloins for dinner. We’re eager to get somewhere with a little more choice.

Then there was the big milestone: we arrived in Montevideo three years to the day after we left Cambridge. Fittingly, Uruguay was our 50th country since leaving the U.S. Looking back, we weren’t at all certain three years ago that we would actually enjoy living like this, but three years in and we’re pretty confident it’s going to work. Back then I was certain that by our third anniversary we’d have started slowing down, taking a month here and a month there instead of constant travel. As the maps below show, though, it will clearly take a few more years before we can say we’ve seen the world. We’ve done a pretty good job in some areas like around the Mediterranean, but as you can see in the maps below there are huge areas that we still haven’t touched. Most of Africa, central Asia, the Caucuses. Minor countries like Britain, Brazil, India, and Japan. So three years seems like a good start, but there’s a lot to cover still. To be honest we’ve just recently had our first conversations about where we would live if we started thinking about settling but – for now at least – that seems like a few years off.

Each yellow star represents a hotel we've stayed in on this adventure. You can see we've done pretty well with western Europe and Southeast Asia, but Africa, the Middle East, Central Asia, and India are gaping holes.

Each yellow star represents a hotel we’ve stayed in on this adventure. You can see we’ve done pretty well with western Europe and Southeast Asia, but Africa, the Middle East, Central Asia, and India are gaping holes.

If you zoom in to Europe you see that while we've done well in the southern regions, we still haven't done much in northern Europe.

If you zoom in to Europe you see that while we’ve done well in the southern regions, we still haven’t done much in northern Europe.

And this map of the Americas shows we have a lot to cover still in the Western Hemisphere

And this map of the Americas shows we have a lot to cover still in the Western Hemisphere

From here we take a boat across to Buenos Aires. We were going to stay for a week or 10 days, but we’re getting tired of the weather and are eager to go to Europe for the spring. So we rescheduled our flight to Paris, pushing it up a week so we will have two weeks there before moving around spending the summer meeting up with friends in various places. For now, though, here are a few more pictures of Montevideo.

An iconic site in Montevideo is this great tower just across from Independence Plaza

An iconic site in Montevideo is this great tower just across from Independence Plaza

They're big - really big - on these grill places. Tons of wood burning to cook tons of meat. That's Mark's T-bone the cook is getting ready to flip.

They’re big – really big – on these grill places. Tons of wood burning to cook tons of meat. That’s Mark’s T-bone the cook is getting ready to flip.

One place we went to twice used this circling … thing … to precook some stuff and keep other stuff warm. Meanwhile this little feller kept going around, though every so often Mark & I would notice there was a little less of him as someone else ordered pork.

One place we went to twice used this circling … thing … to precook some stuff and keep other stuff warm. Meanwhile this little feller kept going around, though every so often Mark & I would notice there was a little less of him as someone else ordered pork.

Just to prove there was more than one of these things...

Just to prove there was more than one of these things…

Back to the modern art museum, this was part of an exhibit called "Impractical". Can't argue with that title.

Back to the modern art museum, this was part of an exhibit called “Impractical”. Can’t argue with that title.

And just up the street from the museum was this mural. We thought it was fabulous.

And just up the street from the museum was this mural. We thought it was fabulous.

We stumbled onto a nice little farmers market

We stumbled onto a nice little farmers market

And in another part of the city this great little market

And in another part of the city this great little market

There wasn't a lot to do in Montevideo, but our little boutique hotel - the Alma Histórica - had this great little library just outside our room

There wasn’t a lot to do in Montevideo, but our little boutique hotel – the Alma Histórica – had this great little library just outside our room

And finally, a women's clothing store. Not subtle.

And finally, a women’s clothing store. Not subtle.