It wasn’t entirely on purpose, but it happens that we will spend the first third (or so) of our sabbatical in Spanish-speaking countries: Mexico, Chile, and (in March) Spain. This is mostly to do with chasing warm weather (or, in the case of Patagonia, the warmest weather available), but of course the Wongenbergs love to practice speaking Spanish and it sure is lovely to travel in a place where you can communicate without much trouble. A side effect of this has been the fun of comparing and contrasting different countries, and it was great to travel in Chile (2,653 miles long, ~100 miles wide) while thinking back on our time in Baja (760 miles long, ~100 miles wide).
The thing that stands out immediately is the differences in gastronomy. In Mexico, it was practically impossible to have a bad meal. We ate tacos (so many tacos), ceviche-type dishes, grilled fish, Cesar salads, bírria, and so much more and it was almost always outstanding. And thinking back to our trip to Guadalajara earlier last year, we had great international food as well. However, besides a cold Mexican beer on a hot beach, the alcoholic beverage selection left a lot to be desired. There is definitely a growing drink scene in northern Baja, but after trying many different wines and craft beers, there were precious few that rose above “decent for Mexico” status (the Piedra Lisa from Colima being the exception). The one bright spot, truly, was the selection of hard seltzer, which seemed to rival the United States, much to Sheena’s surprise and satisfaction.
In Chile we found an almost inverse situation. The beverage selection was fantastic, with both Chilean and Argentine wines available (and very good) and craft beer oftentimes reaching “great” status (must be all those German immigrants). And there was a fun influx of Italian liquors (seeping over from Argentina), like Gancia, Fernet, Ramazzotti, among others. But the food was quite disappointing… Standard Chilean fare usually consists of some meat (beef, chicken, fish) served over french fries, with an egg on top; great every once in a while, but hardly something desired everyday. A “Chilean salad” is some sliced tomato and onion, and lettuce seems to be practically absent from any menu in the country. And international food was generally disappointing (sushi covered in cream cheese, poorly seasoned vegetarian cuisine, modest attempts at pizza). The one bright spot was the cafes, especially the sandwiches. Sometimes called sándwiches, sángüiches, sánguches, or sánduches, these were almost uniformly amazing. I don’t know how the “Peruvian sandwich” became a thing in the US because we never ate one while traveling there in 2014… but holy cow (or lomito, really) we really need to import this!
We also had a fun time with the different ways Chileans and Mexicans speak. Generally, and not just because Mexico is closer to the United States, it is thought that Spanish from that country is much easier to understand. This is mostly because Mexicans tend to pronounce most letters (Sheena, of course, can give you any number of examples when patients have not done this). In Chile, in addition to not pronouncing the end of many words, the accent is reviled for its unusually high amount of slang (insolencia, as a taxi driver put it), which is spoken by everyone, but especially by young people. One young couple told us that it’s an especially bad idea to try to learn Spanish in Chile because of this; they said this while speaking in a way that they admitted was unnatural so that we could be made to understand them… Next door Argentina also ranks as a terrible place to learn Spanish, but the accent is so different from Chile that my choice to study in Buenos Aires gave me no advantage on the other side of the Andes. Besides accents, there are many words that are different, and we had a fun time remembering that strawberry is frutilla (fresa in Mexico), avocado is palta (aguacate in Mexico), beans are porotos (frijoles in Mexico), and pineapple is ananá (piña in Mexico).
Sheena talked about how easy and laid back, convenient and unfussy Mexico can be. This is not a quality that can be extended to Chile, which is very much a country of process. Queues are common (I bet the pandemic social distancing went fairly well here, and we see government issued stickers and floor markings everywhere), tickets are required, receipts will be received, and bargaining is not common. And Chile also seems to have a lot in common with the United States (something you could hardly say about Mexico), as it has a stable economy, a high level of immigration from other South American countries, and is more focused on the individual than the group. As an example, we know the mandatory masking requirement ended in Chile in October 2022, and Chileans were sure quick to drop the habit as we saw almost nobody wearing a mask during our time there. In Mexico, where mandatory masking was never really a requirement, it was very common for a majority of people in grocery stores to be wearing masks. Chile also has significant income inequality and a notorious right-wing constitution leftover from the Pinochet regime, both reasons for wide spread protests in 2019 and the subsequent effort to rewrite the constitution.
One final interesting note regarding Chile is the presence of the gaucho culture in Aysen. I had always associated drinking mate with Buenos Aires, but truly it is associated with gauchos (adopted from the indigenous Guarani people of Paraguay), who are the cowboys of South America. Mate is consumed everywhere you find ganadero, from Patagonia to eastern Paraguay to Uruguay. So it should be no surprise to find mate museums, statues, and shelves and shelves in grocery stores dedicated to the ritual, but since we never visited Aysen before, we didn’t account for the closeness (culturally and physically) that the area feels with Argentina and the pampa. On our way to start the trek through Parque Nacional Patagonia, our driver told us that it’s one culture, that the Argentines are very, very good people, and that everyone up in Santiago had forgotten that because of the Andes that separate the two countries that far north; Patricio related all this as we traveled down a road a few hundred feet away from a river that is the natural boundary between Chile and Argentina.