The Blogger's Dilemma + Two Blochs to Buenos Aires

I have been thinking about this post since I popped an Ambien on my flight from DC to Buenos Aires last Tuesday.  I started writing this post on Friday.  I intended to post on Saturday.  On Sunday I realized the blogger’s dilemma.  And now, a week has past and FINALLY I am ready.

I like blogging.  However, since I started Blocho’s Tacos almost 13 months ago I have realized that “to blog” is very different from “blogging”.  For me, it is a hobby.  Something I do on occasion and by no means regularly.  And there are times when I just don’t want to blog.  For example, the night before I left for Buenos Aires I had a delicious lobster taco at Toloache in NYC.  It was an appetizer to my meal and although I took a picture and noted the layering of flavors, I didn’t blog about it.  Sometimes to blog takes away from the pure enjoyment.

So here I am, in Argentina, enjoying life.  Although I want to share the experience (and I know that many followers want to know more about what we’re doing and why Argentina is so awesome), part of me wants to just enjoy and not think about how to put it into words.  Hence the blogger’s dilemma.  Maybe I’m not cut out for blogging because I’d rather spend the time living than recalling what I have lived.   Yet there comes a point when we all need to share.  So here it is.

I’ll start with what I wrote on Friday and continue from there.  Enjoy!

Two Blochs to Buenos Aires

It has yet to be 72 hours and I have already been in New York, Washington D.C., Buenos Aires, and San Martin de los Andes.  With a combined travel time of approximately 36 hours.  Wow!  It’s hard to believe that so much has already happened in this short amount of time.  After a warm welcome at EZE (the Buenos Aires airport) by Julia and Nati, we jumped right into the porteno lifestyle.   I was introduced to and quickly became fond of the 3 cats – Ralphy, La Negrita, and Ralphy’s lookalike; got a warm and hardy welcome from the dog, Arturo; tasted real Dulce de Leche; drank real mate, had an all-you-can-eat experience at a Parilla, visited Jumbo, the Argentinian version of Marshall’s or Costco, but better, and slept at a 180 degree angle on a bus.

We have just arrived at our CouchSurfing house in San Martin de los Andes where Manchi, the adorable terrier that lives here, reminds us a lot of Lucky and how much love a little animal can give. 

It’s raining, which is not good news for the ski slopes, but we’ll make do. 

Now it is Tuesday and we have put in 3 full days of skiing, one relaxing day in the city of San Martin de los Andes and tomorrow we will tour 5 of the 7 “Siete Lagos” before heading back to Buenos Aires.

Patagonian skiing is different than my experiences in Vermont, Colorado, and Utah.  The day begins with a 40 minute bus ride to the mountain and a look at the trail map.  The mountain has 21 trails more or less.  Muy chiquitito.  After one day we’ve been all over, but still find each run fun and completely satisfying.  Patagonian skiing is relaxed.  We stop mid-morning for a cup of coffee and enjoy the gorgeous views.  Lunch lasts 1 hour, minimum, and if we want to stop for a hot chocolate after lunch it’s totally acceptable.  Sometimes it seems like there are more people hanging out in the lodges than on the slopes.  Perhaps that’s the Argentinian ski philosophy or perhaps it’s because the snow has been good, not great – a little icy in the morning and by the time we finish at 4:30 the bottom of the mountain has turned to slush.  Whatever it is, it’s a nice change.

Our CouchSurfing family has been a pleasure!  We cooked dinner for 10 on Saturday and have enjoyed their regional dishes – pastel de papas y guillon.  The food is truly amazing and I am far from hungry.

When Julia left for her trip I told her to take lots of pictures, more pictures than she thought she would ever want to have.  There is always so much a person can say but as we all know “a picture is worth 1,000 words”.  So for now I’ll blog the way I can blog best….through pictures.

 Minutes after my arrival

Arturo! (Nati's Dog)
Upon arriving home from skiing we found that Arturo had opened a drawer of food, consumed two chocolate alfajores, and ate most of a packet of powdered mash potatoes.  Bad Arturo.

 Yum!  My experience at a traditional parilla

 Our first dinner in SMA -- provoleta de ciervo

 And our first dessert!
Lago Lacar next to San Martin de los Andes

One of the many spectacular views atop Chapelco

Alamos trees. Can you find Julia in this picture?


Manchi!  My new best friend.

Dinner in SMA with our CouchSurfing family.  Joaquin, the adorable 5-year old, is in the corner.

Back in Buenos Aires and looking forward to exploring the city more!

Un Besito Enorme,
Maddy (and Julia) 

Yo no se manana

but TODAY, we skied the beautiful slopes of Chapelco here in San Martin de los Andes, Argentina.

Photos for now.

More to come later.  That we promise.

And by WE I mean MADDY and Nati and I, MADDY in all caps because HELLO, MADDY IS HERE!!!

B es para...

La Boca...
El boxeo...
El baile...

Jules left yesterday after a 6-day Buenos Aires intensive which included (in no particular order): a tango lesson; a "cantina klezmer" show (check out La Gypsy); lying in the grass near the river on a perfect near-spring day after a lunch of fried calamari and cold beer; dancing, dancing, dancing in "the bolich" (English for boliche...); devouring with Jake (prounounced "shake") and Nati what can only be described as a meat pile in the historic center of La Boca barrio; sampling the various and sundry alfajores on offer at Havanna; watching a puppet show, 6 years in the making, entirely in Spanish; and Jules' moment of Argentine fame, when a closeup of her face appeared on live television as she watched, from the first row, Diego "La Joya" Chaves defend his Latin American boxing title.

The Summoned Self

Ali shared a link to this article today. It came at the perfect moment.

Op-Ed Columnist - The Summoned Self -

I especially like this part:

The person leading the Summoned Life starts with a very concrete situation: I’m living in a specific year in a specific place facing specific problems and needs. At this moment in my life, I am confronted with specific job opportunities and specific options. The important questions are: What are these circumstances summoning me to do? What is needed in this place? What is the most useful social role before me?

Thanks for sharing, Ali!