This was a travel day. Given our experience thus far, we expected another trip from Argentinas Aerolineas Hell. It was shockingly not so. The two different planes were not only on time but in fact each left early (one of them 20 minutes early). We arrived at the very end of the Americas and were met by high winds and COLD temperatures. Ushuaia is small (reminiscent of Anchorage) - but we'll speak more of this tomorrow.

The morning at Bariloche was relaxing. I spent hours on the computer with a Solana Beach project and Carol took pictures. She took photos at the Llao Llao Hotel (the Argentinians pronounce it "zshao zshao"), on the ride to the airport, and from the plane. In Bariloche, I was intrigued with the building style in which apartments are cascaded down a hill so that everyone has a view of the lake and mountains.

The most stirring sight on today's double flight was when the pilot took a circuitous route to landing at El Calafate. In El Calafate there is a huge glacier which we were able to see from the air. (Air traffic controllers in the U.S. would go bonkers if any pilot extended such a kindness to passengers, for example by doing a 360 loop over the Grand Canyon!) Several summers ago, as we drove across the country from Maryland to California, we went into Canada to see Lake Louise. As part of this excursion we went to Glacier National Park. Although it was a more close-up view, the glacier there was not as grand.

The other thing we learned in the Canadian National Parks was that the glaciers, in the process of receding and melting, pulverized rock into a fine powder that, when mixed with the water, create turquiois colored lakes (I think the Canadians called this color "milk ice.") We saw the same thing from the air around the lake by the town of El Calafate.