I'm here. This is it, the big Kahuna. Buy the ticket take the ride...all that jazz. Well, I bought the ticket, taken part of the ride and the rollercoaster has spat me out in Ushuaia, the southernmost city in the world.
But I've been spat out tired and beat-up...like butter spread over too much toast. I've spent the past two weeks jumping on buses, crossing borders, seeing the sights, and trecking in the mountians. In fact, I've done two treks, one around Mt. Fitzroy and the second in Torres Del Paine National Park. Both were amazing, but Torres del Paine is something above special...its got everything; glaciers, hanging glaciers, glacial lakes, glacial lakes with big icebergs floating around, mountians (obviously), rivers, breath-taking views, and, of course, the iconic granite, glacial sculpted cuernos del paine. I spent Christmas on the trail, and had a delicious (note sarcasm here) pasta and tomato sauce dinner. But I met some great people on the trail to spend Christmas with and we managed to celebrate late into the night....i think til about 9:30pm before we collapsed into a fatigued slumber. I also got up at 3:30 am on my last day to see dawn on the Torres, but mother nature thought better and covered me in a few inches of snow as I sat on a rock, camera poised and coffee in hand. Still, it was a stunning sunrise, even if the towers were shrouded in snow clouds.
So, now, I'm back in Argentina recuperating my sore legs and tired cranium at the last stop before Antartica. But...i'm planning my escape already. There are just too many tourists in Patagonia at this time of year, it's too expensive and, gosh dangit, i'm cold...i'm gonna head somewhere where summer actually means sun and sweat and not more than one layer of clothing. So...hopefully in one week i'll be on a ferry heading north through the fjords of Chile.
Happy Holidays to all.
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