The Desert For Dessert

It truly pained me to leave Patagonia.  As I’m sure you, my noble reader, are aware, certain places can strike a chord so to speak.  Patagonia is definitely such a place for me and high upon the list of places I want to go back to.  The fact that my last three days there were spent watching the rain douse Bariloche in no way diminishes my love for that storied and magical land.  Complements of

Patagucci Pics

Puerto Montt to Puerto Natales, mostly upon the Navimag Boat.   Spent some time in Torres Del Paine as well. These are also from TDP/Natales.  One of them has a fox and one is not Real…my math peeps should appreciate it. Finally some pictures of guanacos.  I got made fun of by the waitress in Puerto Natales when I called them guacanos by mistake.  I took a lot of pictures of them because they are

A Long Belated Post

I suppose I should explain myself.  I’m not sure how much detail I’ll extemporate but suffice to say that I was burned out on writing as everything I wrote had identical tone and theme.   Furthermore I fell into, what we in the ski-bum business referred to as, a shame spiral. Basically I wasn’t prepared for what I saw in India.  I do not to speak ill of the country or it’s people in any way