Hiking at Point Reyes, a photo essay

13 April, 2008:

Sarah and I spent a lovely Saturday in Point Reyes, first hiking along Abbott’s Lagoon and picnicking on the beach, and then walking a little ways out on the Tomales Point Trail to enjoy the glut of wildflowers that’s usually there this time of year.  We weren’t disappointed - loads of irises, radish, and various asters lined the trail.  Birding was very good at both locations, and I even got a lifer (Red-necked Grebe).

Since I’m so far behind in posting, I will dispense with the words and let the photos tell the tale.

Abbott’s Lagoon Trail

South America Trip - Part 15: There’s no place like home

Friday, 4 April:

After breakfast, Jim, Diane, Sarah & I took the Subte to the Plaza de Mayo. It being rush hour, the Subte was very crowded; given its 1.3 million person daily ridership, this was not a surprise.

Buildings around the Plaza de Mayo

South America Trip - Part 14: Buenos Aires’ Jardin Botanico and Costanera Sur

Wednesday, 2 April:

Today was a national holiday to commemorate the 26th anniversary of the Maldives War (which we in the US know more familiarly as the Falklands War), and the day started in a relaxed fashion, especially as little was open, so there was no hurry.

We decided to check out the nearby Jardin Botanico, a 8-block walk from our apartment.

Wordless Wednesday - Tilden Botanical Garden (Berkeley, California)

Four images from April 20 (geez I’m behind!):

South America Trip - Part 13: Colonia del Sacramento, Uruguay

Tuesday, 1 April:

We woke up, got ready, and took a cab to the Buquebus terminal in the Puerto Madera district of Buenos Aires, arriving about an hour early, as recommended by our ticket agent. Customs control was fast and efficient, with an Argentine officer stamping us out right next to the Uruguayan who stamped us in, a huge improvement over our experience going from Argentina to Chile via bus!

As is so often the case, having arrived at the designated time, we spent over 30 minutes waiting around as the ferry arrived and docked. Eventually we were allowed to board and made our way through a set of convoluted corridors on the second level of the under-rennovation Buquebus building.

Not only did it have an upstairs VIP lounge, but there was a (large) duty-free shop, and many, many rows and columns of seats, which were spacious and comfortable, at least by US airline standards.