That one time we almost got run over in our tent… I wake in a panic. The entire tent is filled with bright red light. My ears are ringing from a horrible, terrible, deafening alarm ringing out through the night. I reach for the zipper, but it’s jammed. “I’m not going to get run over … More Oh, the Things That Happen on the Road…
Our farthest stop south was Puerto Williams on Isla Navarino. This sleepy little town, which is the gateway to the Dientes (see other blog post), initially did not impress us but by the end we were quite sad to go. It is absolutely tiny and so encroached by wilderness that wild ponies walk down the … More Puerto Williams Part One
Asking someone to join you on a backpacking trip is just a fancy way of inviting that individual to sleep, eat, and poop in absurdly close proximity to you for an extended period of time. It’s actually pretty freaking weird. And at three months, this trip is a long one– you’d give some real consideration … More It’s go time.
Rebecca’s here! She got in yesterday and now the hotel room looks like this: Other than trashing our hotel room with this gearsplosion (more on that in a sec), we’ve also done some pretty neat stuff:
In 10 days, I will be getting on a plane from New York City to Ushuaia, Argentina, a place that boasts the distinction of being the southernmost city in the world. The journey will take more than 24 hours, cover about 6,604 miles, and may entail an unprecedented number of bad in-flight movies. I will … More Argentina Adventuretime: Part I