In the early afternoon, we said goodbye to Puerto Natales, and to Chile, and boarded a bus for El Calafate, Argentina. It was advertised to be a six hour drive, but after all the hard work we’d done in Torres del Paine, we were both pretty excited to have a down day of just sitting on a bus, relaxing, and reading. About an hour in, we arrived at the border… and there was no electricity. We were told we would…
It was finally here: the beast, the event that made planning South America so hard, the reason for our REI registry and huge REI shopping trips. Torres del Paine! Multi-night trips in Torres need to be planned fairly well in advance, because it’s super popular and campsite reservations are mandatory. Thus, we’ve had our trip to the Torres planted as a stake in the ground for quite a while now. We’ll have another post discussing logistics and planning for this…
To get to the southern-most part of the continent, we hopped a 3 hour flight from Santiago to Punta Arenas. Waiting at the gate, it was obvious based on everyone’s attire that we were all heading south to the national park Torres del Paine. I’ve never seen more ThermoBalls, GoreTex, and hiking shoes outside of an REI. We were amongst peers. Or at least John was. I feel like I’m just posing as an outdoorsy type. We continued to see…
