Hola! Sorry for the lack of posts this past week... I promise to make up for lost time in the next couple of days. So... when I posted last I was in El Calafate, a town pretty far south in Argentina. In fact, Pops pulled out an atlas one day while we were talking and determined that I couldn't really get further south unless I went to Antarctica.
Calafate is famous for its proximity to Glacier National Park, which sits on the border of Argentina and Chile. The Andes mountains squeeze a ton of precipitation out of the air, mostly snow, which piles up, compacts into solid ice, and slides down the mountains. The melt water from the glaciers flows into Lago Argentino, the largest body of water in the country, which is where I took a glacier peeping cruise my first day there.
The icebergs left over from the crumbling ice are fascinating to look at... each one is so unique and they appear to be carved into abstract sculptures. I probably spent 5 hours just staring at ice and was still upset when we returned to port.
that looks beautiful
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