I’m still working on our photo albums (yes, I took a long break- it is tedious business, people- te-di-ous) and I use the blog to help me keep the photos in in chronological order. I usually end up reading a post or two as I’m looking back putting weekends in order and this coupled with going through the 7.3 million photos of our past travels has made me very nostalgic. We’re coming to the end of the round so quickly (just 2 weeks left!!) and then only one more round before this incredible ride is over.
So, since I’m feeling nostalgic and since I’m the one who runs this here blog, we’re going to start getting all nostalgic together on Fridays with random posts from our past trips.
I have no idea where the past 3 years have gone. I really and truly don’t, so let’s remember together and maybe sing kumbaya while we’re at it. Okay, we don’t have to sing, but maybe just hum it quietly to yourself as you read. Definitely quietly if you’re reading this at work.
First up is from our first year, round 3 in Argentina. We loved that country so much- the leather, the steaks, the wines, the amazing natural beauty. This was probably my favorite weekend although they were all pretty great. Except that whole eating cow stomach incident but hey, live and learn. Live and learn.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
We couldn’t have asked for a better weekend to start Rho’s Argentinean adventure. Our flight out on Friday was only an hour late which for Aerolineas Airlines is incredible.
The beauty of Patagonia is obvious before your plane even touches down. As you descend you can’t help but be mesmerized by the color of the lakes and streams. The water is this slightly eerie ethereal blue and almost seems to glow.
After a slow ride from the airport with our amusing driver we arrived just outside of El Calafate at Las Dunas Inn. Our hotel was beyond charming and just steps from Largo Argentina (the country’s largest lake) so the views were beautiful.
We headed into El Calfate for a traditional barbeque dinner (aka-meat, meat, more meat and malbec) and had a nightcap in the lounge before heading to bed for our early morning out to see the glacier.
I don’t think one can see a glacier and not be blown away by the sheer awesomeness that is our planet. Almost otherworldly, the Perito Merino Glacier just outside El Calafate was by far Mother Nature at her finest.
We did a boat ride in front of the glacier and then walked around the maze of viewing platforms to get a different perspective. The glacier itself is 25% larger than the city of Buenos Aires. It is just astounding...
We were unable to see a lot of the other glaciers due to the season. I would love, love, love to come back in the summer one day so anyone who wants to plan a trip I’m game!
We were all pretty exhausted after the three million stairs we had to climb on our way back from the glacier and the two hour ride back to El Calafate so we had an early dinner and headed to bed.
It was one of those weekends that we just couldn’t deny how incredibly blessed our life really is and we were so glad Rhonda was there to share it with us.