(OK, so we’re not really in Torres del Paine, which is north of here in Chile, but it’s all in the general Patagonia region.)
Mother Nature went a bit crazy with the icing sugar on the Martial Mountains overlooking the town last night. Where there were blocky dark grey slopes with the occasional blotches of bright glacial ice, there is now a breathtaking textured layer of bright snow all across the caps and fuzzy sections where the snow continues to fall.
Today involved a lot of quiet relaxation:
and trying to live the message of this fridge magnet:
We spent the afternoon and evening with Tim, Dan’s friend (and now my friend) from Brisbane/Shanghai, who will be Antarctica-bound tomorrow. We generally traipsed in and out of food places and did laps of the main road and the pathway next to the Channel.
In brief, Ushuaia is super wet, super cold, and super windy. Perfect conditions for cold red noses and hands tucked into jacket pockets.
VRPS, with credit to Tim for the inspired title pun
[Ushuaia]
The Two Swords 