Winter camping conditions make me melt. Especially if I am underprepared with too few warm and dry, synthetic clothes. Withdrawal, some tears, some sarcasm — all of these and more can surface with winter camping conditions and me. I always bounce back but I travel down a long, dark internal Read more…
Our first night was the capstone to a wet, windy inaugural hiking day in Torres del Paine. I could tell I would be hiking in my rain jacket for the next few days and my hat would probably never leave my head until I was back in Puerto Natales. I Read more…
There’s a reason why I aim to run early, in life and in travel. The innkeeper of Tren Del Sur in Puerto Montt insisted an hour’s arrival pre-flight was enough time despite my request for an earlier cab for the “just in case” factor. Just in case there is traffic, Read more…
Two nights ago, I had the chance to do more of what I do at bus stations: people watch and make up stories on their comings and goings as a way to reflect and pass the time. I encountered a young man and woman whose language and accents sounded francophone Read more…