Le vent, qui s’appelle le Zonda, a soufflé si fort hier soir que le spectacle de la Fiesta del Sol a été retardé et n’a commencé qu’à 1 h 30 du matin. On n’y était pas.
Ce matin, après le départ de Jens je vais faire les courses à Libertad. Il y a encore une plus grande queue qu’hier à la station service. Je reviens poser mes achats à « la maison » et repars à une bonne boulangerie-pâtisserie où nous avions acheté des sortes de biscuit le premier jour de notre arrivée. J’y achète trois gâteaux pour le dessert, ce soir. Je me promène en ayant un œil sur les jardins ou les terrains vagues pour voir si je vois une fleur que je n’ai pas encore.
Dans le journal, deux sujet font la première page : la Fiesta del Sol et l’accident de train hier à Buenos Aires. Quelle catastrophe. Dans un autre article, il est mentionné que le chômage dans la province de San Juan n’a été que de 5,6 % en 2011. Mais on voit beaucoup d’hommes qui ont des petits jobs, comme gardiens de parking ou laveurs de voiture.
La société ici a l’air plus homogène qu’à Mexico ou, encore plus, qu’à Panama. A Panama la différence entre les gratte-ciels des banques et les hôtels super-chics et les bidonvilles à 200m était grotesque. Ici, il y a des pauvres mais pas de mendiants, tous les enfants vont à l’école, il y a un système de sécurité sociale, des règles du travail. Il y a des différences, mais pas si criantes. Et on voit des enfants qui jouent dans la rue, des enfants qui font du vélo, je me sens en sécurité quand je marche partout. Ce n’est pas évident dans tous les pays d Amérique du Sud. Mais San Juan est une ville moyenne. L’année dernière, j’avais été optimiste quand je parlais de 600 000 habitants. La ville elle-même fait 120 000 habitants à l’intérieur de la circonvalacíon et 600 000 habitants dans toute la province de San Juan.
Déjeuner, journal, blog puis Jens rentre. Il pose la moustiquaire (mon tulle) avec du scotch fort qu’il a emprunté à Rodolfo. Cela fait très bien. Et on va pouvoir laisser la fenêtre ouverte pour dormir.
Gerardo vient à 21 h. Je me mets à faire le diner vers 20 h. Pour lui, c’est très tôt, pour nous c’est assez tard.
Je fais une salade de tomates et avocats. Jens ne s’en lasse pas. C’est drôle je mets le double de sel qu’à la maison, mais ce n’est pas très salé. Puis je fais des grillades de porc aux petits pois et à la crème. Les petits pois sont en boite et c'est marqué: petits pois secs re-hydratés. Je ne trouve que ceux-là, il n'y en a pas congelés. Les petits pois s'appellent ici "arvejas" pas "chícharos". Et nous avons les trois gâteaux comme dessert. On mange dehors, bien sûr. Gerardo arrive à neuf heures sonnantes. Nous passons une très agréable soirée, arrosée de la bouteille de vin de San Juan. Gerardo nous parle beaucoup de tango. Lui et sa novia, Jessica, sont passionnés. Il est sismologue et danseur de tango, combinaison assez rare. Ils s’entrainent beaucoup. Ils font même des spectacles. Et il veut nous enseigner le tango, sérieux, sérieux. D’abord, on peut aller voir des gens danser dans le parc 25 de Mayo le samedi soir. Mais cela commence à 22 h 30 ou minuit ! Et dimanche, nous allons voir des gens danser au Club Sirio- Libanes ! Et, compris dans le prix d’entrée est inclus une leçon de tango !!! Un endroit où les gens dansent le tango s’appelle une « milonga ». On va donc aller à notre première milonga. Gerardo nous raconte qu’à Buenos Aires, il pense que 40 % de la population danse le tango, mais beaucoup moins ici, à San Juan.
The wind, called the Zonda, blew so hard last night that the show of the Fiesta del Sol was delayed and began only at 0:30 am. We were not there.
This morning, when Jens has left, I go shopping at Libertad. There is an even longer queue than yesterday at the gas station. I come back to leave my purchases "at home" and go back to a good bakery where we bought some kind of biscuit on the first day of our arrival. I buy three cakes for dessert tonight. I walk with an eye on the gardens or vacant lots to see if I see a flower that I have not yet in my collection.
In the journal, two item are on the first page : the Fiesta del Sol and the train crash yesterday in Buenos Aires. What a disaster. In another article, it is noted that unemployment in the province of San Juan was only 5.6% in 2011. But we can see many men who have small jobs as parking attendants or car washers.
Society here seems more homogeneous than in Mexico or, even more, to Panama. In Panama the difference between the skyscrapers of banks and super-chic hotels and slums 200m away was grotesque. Here, there are poor but not beggars, all children go to school, there is a system of social security, there are work rules. There are differences, but not so blatant. And we see children playing in the streets, children who cycle, I feel safe when I walk everywhere.It is not evident in all countries of South America. But San Juan is a small town. Last year, I was optimistic when I spoke about 600,000 inhabitants. The city itself is 120,000 inhabitants within the circonvalacíon and 600 000 inhabitants in the province of San Juan.
Lunch, newspaper, blog and Jens returned. He installs the mosquitoe net (my tulle) with strong tape he borrowed from Rodolfo. It looks OK. And we will be able to leave the window open when we sleep.
Gerardo comes at 9 pm. I start to make dinner at around 8 pm. For him it is very early, for us it is quite late.
I make a salad of tomatoes and avocados. Jens does not get tired of it. It's funny I put double so much salt than at home, but it is not very salty. I make grilled pork with peas and creme fraiche. Peas are "arvejas" here, not "chícharos". The peas are in can and are labelled: Dry peas, rehydrated. I found only that, no frozen peas. And we have the three cakes for dessert. We eat out, of course. Gerardo arrives at nine o'clock sharp. We spend a very pleasant evening, washed down with a bottle of wine from San Juan. Gerardo tells us a lot about tango. He and his novia, Jessica, are passionate. It is a seismologist and a tango dancer, a rather unusual combination. They train a lot. They even make shows. And he wants to teach us the tango, seriously, seriously. First, we can go to see people dancing in the park 25 de Mayo on Saturday night. But it starts at 11:30 pm or midnight! And Sunday, we are going to see people dancing at Club Sirio-Libanes! And, in the price of admission is included a tango lesson! A place where people dance the tango is called a "milonga". So we will go to our first milonga. Gerardo tells us that in Buenos Aires, he thinks that 40% of people dancing the tango, but much less here in San Juan.
This morning, when Jens has left, I go shopping at Libertad. There is an even longer queue than yesterday at the gas station. I come back to leave my purchases "at home" and go back to a good bakery where we bought some kind of biscuit on the first day of our arrival. I buy three cakes for dessert tonight. I walk with an eye on the gardens or vacant lots to see if I see a flower that I have not yet in my collection.
In the journal, two item are on the first page : the Fiesta del Sol and the train crash yesterday in Buenos Aires. What a disaster. In another article, it is noted that unemployment in the province of San Juan was only 5.6% in 2011. But we can see many men who have small jobs as parking attendants or car washers.
Society here seems more homogeneous than in Mexico or, even more, to Panama. In Panama the difference between the skyscrapers of banks and super-chic hotels and slums 200m away was grotesque. Here, there are poor but not beggars, all children go to school, there is a system of social security, there are work rules. There are differences, but not so blatant. And we see children playing in the streets, children who cycle, I feel safe when I walk everywhere.It is not evident in all countries of South America. But San Juan is a small town. Last year, I was optimistic when I spoke about 600,000 inhabitants. The city itself is 120,000 inhabitants within the circonvalacíon and 600 000 inhabitants in the province of San Juan.
Lunch, newspaper, blog and Jens returned. He installs the mosquitoe net (my tulle) with strong tape he borrowed from Rodolfo. It looks OK. And we will be able to leave the window open when we sleep.
Gerardo comes at 9 pm. I start to make dinner at around 8 pm. For him it is very early, for us it is quite late.
I make a salad of tomatoes and avocados. Jens does not get tired of it. It's funny I put double so much salt than at home, but it is not very salty. I make grilled pork with peas and creme fraiche. Peas are "arvejas" here, not "chícharos". The peas are in can and are labelled: Dry peas, rehydrated. I found only that, no frozen peas. And we have the three cakes for dessert. We eat out, of course. Gerardo arrives at nine o'clock sharp. We spend a very pleasant evening, washed down with a bottle of wine from San Juan. Gerardo tells us a lot about tango. He and his novia, Jessica, are passionate. It is a seismologist and a tango dancer, a rather unusual combination. They train a lot. They even make shows. And he wants to teach us the tango, seriously, seriously. First, we can go to see people dancing in the park 25 de Mayo on Saturday night. But it starts at 11:30 pm or midnight! And Sunday, we are going to see people dancing at Club Sirio-Libanes! And, in the price of admission is included a tango lesson! A place where people dance the tango is called a "milonga". So we will go to our first milonga. Gerardo tells us that in Buenos Aires, he thinks that 40% of people dancing the tango, but much less here in San Juan.
Le centre commercial
The shopping center
Le plan de la ville. Le petit rond bleu
en haut à gauche représente l'hôtel
City map. The small blue circle up
on the left is for the hotel
La/ the queue
La moustiquaire
The mosquitoe net
Jeannette, Gerardo
Jasmin
(Fleur cultivée)
(Cultivated flower)
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