This past week has been really fun. After finishing up the first segment of our volunteering we struck off to explore the park. Check out the pictures for full detail (in the sidebar). We went for three nights and four days with our friend Nate from Puerto Varas. The trek is known as the "W" but we only did the second two legs, starting with the French Valley where we decided that the Snow Queen incites her minions of drunken butterflies to have snowball fights in the heavens. Elf blood marked our paths, and we lost ourselves in a fairy tale of epic proportions that Caitlin really should write up some time. It was really just a time of beauty and wandering in the mountains. On the third day we arrived at Glacier Grey which is part of the South American Ice Cap which is immense (you really should check out the photos if you haven't yet). We learned a lot about glaciers, we saw the most blue lakes ever painted and I cut myself while jumping on to an iceberg. All along the way Caitlin took pictures of me that have continued constructing my persona.
For the record and proper notice:
I am still in Torres Del Paine, and will be for at least another two weeks. After that I might be renting a car with a bunch of folks here and going to Ushuaia as far south as one can easily get. Or I might be going to Antarctica if the Admiral responds positively soon. But most likely Caitlin and I will be making our way to Buenos Aires by air, bus or hitchhiking.
Fabulous pictures. Beautiful blues. The leap onto the ice is marvelous. Grandma Louise is sitting next to me. She says: I thought he was going to be working on farms. Saria says, "Everything is fabulous when you do dangerous stuff." Grandma wants to know how the cut from the iceberg is and whether you had iodine and antibiotics. Happy Christmas.
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