At The End Of The World: Tierra Del Fuego + Patagonia
I don't know how to start writing about this once-in-a-lifetime trip. I don't know if there are words to describe this enormous space where I learned and felt what true freedom is, who the true me is. I thought I created a pretty beautiful life for myself, but, you know, all these things and all those comforts are just an illusion. And there has always been a dark cloud inside me, a cloud full of failed expectations of where I must be. I had been anchored to this dissatisfied ground for too long when I landed at the end of the world...
Chapter I: Ushuaia, Tierra del Fuego, Argentina
When we landed at the end of the world (literally) or, to be more precise, in the southernmost city in the world, Ushuaia, I immediately felt like my soul was being pulled out of my body. Fresh icy wind filled my veins. I was captivated by the snowy mountains on the close horizon.
Chapter II: Torres Del Paine, Chile
I don't think I will ever fully come back from Chile. I will be forever gone with the wind of the mountains of Torres Del Paine. Forever. I am still in a trance. California seems so small now, so cramped (and I love California). But... Now I know, life is definitely somewhere above the mountains, where it breathes and cries, caught up in the beautiful violence of the weather.
Chapter III: Cerro Guido, Chile
I knew I already in love with Cerro Guido. What a place. And here it was, Torres Del Paine serving as backdrop to this spectacular ranch! It was amazing to see my favorite mountains while being in the middle of chaparral.
Chapter IV: El Calafate, Argentina
Los Glaciares National Park opens its doors at 8 am. We were there at 7 am. Alone. In a Parking lot. Waiting. Freezing. By 8 am there were 5 more cars. We all were in anticipation. Finally the staff of the park arrived. And here is a tip: do have local cash. It's the only way to pay the entrance fee.
