It’s both easy and hard to come home after roaming around the world. After 14,000 miles and more logged on planes, buses, taxis, and vans, I’m pooped out. Patagonia was all I expected and more. Broad expanses of desert-like scrub. Ghostly cypress forests draped in moss. Penguins and sea lions, nandu and flamingos.
Condors soaring above lakes the color of robin’s eggs, of leafy glades, and of fine fabrics. An unexpected and tumultuous boat ride to the very face of a glacier, a tongue of one of the largest ice fields on the planet. Erosion in action, and wind that lives and breathes and scares the living daylights out of you.
I’ll be writing about my adventures over time, and for now, will share my Patagonian adventure through the camera lens. Meanwhile, time to prep for NaNoWriMo, which starts tomorrow!
In Patagonia