Karen & Hayes at the End of the World

The start….March 11 headed for the Eugene airport horribly early, with carryons carefully stocked with the barebones essentials of raingear and fleece for Patagonia. If the airline security people wondered about our choice of footwear for a long flight to the elegant city of Buenos Aires (my husband’s bright orange Sportiva mountaineering boots, and my sturdy Merrells), they didn’t show it. If our checked bags were lost, we were determined to still be able to do the planned zodiac boat excursions and glacier treks! But nothing went astray, and we arrived in muggy Buenos Aires right on time, a long day and night later.