Wind. Water. Ice.

There are no words to describe the glaciar in El Calafate - only sounds: OooHH!! WHOAAAH!!! AhhhhH! UggGHH!!!

Today was mind-blowing!

I hiked on the glaciar, went under the glaciar,licked the glaciar, and drank scotch on the glaciar! Our group was a trail-mix of travelers of many ages, countries, cultures, etc. And while stereotypes are mean, they are true and really funny, too. The stars of the pack were three Chinese men who took pictures all the time. It was not anywhere near annoying because they were absolutely hilarious - posing with everyone, making ridiculous faces, and constantly falling out of the group. Nice!

People, including myself, constantly took pictures of the fascinating glaciar and posed with the massive block of white and blue ice, but I believe that doing this strips away layers of its beauty. There is something very different between seeing pictures and actually being there - swept up by the wind, breathing in chill, and hearing the delayed sounds of ice cracking and plummeting into the freezing water below. While no photo can truly bring back the past, it serves as a lovely reminder. Also, I hate digital. Any color in digital format is a code represented by numbers. I have a feeling mankind will lose all digital information one day, demonstrating how we must take in the present moment as it is, and not save it for tomorrow. Still, how can you not shoot away at such a beautiful creature (the glaciar, that is)! Upon hearing growls emerging from the monstrous being, I asked a man next to me what that sound is. He replied, "its everything - wind, water, and ice all in one." I really liked his response.

Tomorrow I will go up to El Chalten, a small town three hours away. I hear there are wonderful hikes there by Mount Fitz Roy. Id like to go to Torres del Paine, Chile but its too cold to go trekking for days and days, camping in the freeze. So, El Chalten tomorrow. Gotta get back to BsAs by Wednesday. For now, I will enjoy a hot shower, leftover pasta, a cold Iguana, and Harry Potter 7.

I love you so much.

D-A-Go!

PS: I met two awesome British girls last night in the hostel and I found out two things about my life: I know what I will pursue when I return to The States...AUDIO BOOK VOICE-OVERS! I recited The Lord of the Rings with such passion that my future opened right in front of me. Then, I will have separate fun rooms in my mansion - one with trampolines and velcro walls, one with colorful play balls to swim through, zip lines going this way and that, a car with ben and jerries ice cream emerging from the center console, and a firepole from my bedroom to my car with ben and jerry´s in the center console.

Also, I am Lee Mead - the British theatre actor/singer... I just heard of him but we look very alike enough for me to do more independent reseach on this Brit.

Anyways, GO HARRY and GO LAKERS!