(we travelled counterclockwise from Puerto Natales on the thick red road)
Since Andria had come to town on Thursday, I ended staying in town Friday. It ended up being a good thing because it was raining and cold--a perfect day for seeing the museum. The original inhabitants of Tierra del Fuego, south of here a bit, hardly wore clothes even though it was snowy. They ate so much seal fat that they had a thick enough layer of fat to stay warm.
[Photos: old elixirs, suitcases, and a phonograph]
Saturday ended up being THE BEST day to tour Torres del Paine National Park (pronounced TOR-ayse dell PIE-nay). It was the only day clear enough to see the mountaintops. I got to ride shotgun in the big tour van making it easy to see the sights. The tour was in SPANISH, but I survived just fine. The guide had a bilingual book of flora and fauna which helped even more.[Photo: Paine Grande, the Towers, and Cuernos (horns)]
[Photo: display of traditional masks and body paint]
Zorro! Notice I caught him licking his chops after tasting some hare. Zorro is "fox" in Spanish.
[Photo: Paine Grande with snow and the towers to the right, Saramiento Lake in the foreground]
[Photo: close-up on the Towers]
[Guanaco ("gua" like guacamole, then "NAH-ko") and baby, part of llama family
[Photo: Lago Grey, Glacier Grey, and Southern Patagonian Ice Field in the background (2nd largest in the world, after Greenland)]
[Photo: A group of good-looking Chilean military also toured the park that day. We ran into them quite a few times. Oh, darn :) ]
No comments:
Post a Comment