Suzanna Saves the Boys' Lives: Part 7

To everyone from BA reading this, you'll appreciate it more. I seriously don't understand how you boys survive out there in the world. I've officially become the new Ann for our little trio. Whenever a decision needs to be made Scott and Charlie ask me where were going, what were doing, if I made the reservations, should we cook or go out to eat, etc etc. I might kill them by the end of this trip. To be fair, I'd say they make decisions 3% of the time. Today I woke them up at 8, Scott was especially cranky having only slept 6 hours, and we were ready by 9 for our tour to Glaciers National Park to see Perito Moreno.

The glacier is incredible. It's the third largest iceland/glacier (same thing I think?) in the world topped only by Antarctica and Greenland. The entire thing is bigger than the massive city of Buenos Aires, which is mind blowing considering that was the biggest city I've ever been. Now the boys hadn't brought enough cash thinking there would probably be an ATM at the park. Of course, there was not. I paid 120 pesos for their entrance fees and 30 more to help them pay the 35 pesos for the boat tour. The scene was hilarious, they scraped together all the small bills they had, as well as all the monedas and centavos on them and ended up being 15 centavos short. Luckily our tour guide didn't mind lending the change.

We saw the south side of Perito Moreno from the boat, which took us really close to it's wall that is about the height of a 24 story building. I can't understand when they explain it in meters and kilometers so that's the comparison they gave. It is so beautiful but also kind of terrifying. The water gives the entire glacier this optical illusion so we see the ice as bright blue - gorgeous. The top and the edges are jagged with huge points rising out of the mass giving it an intimidating feel. The north side was the best. Similar to Iguazu, we walked around the trails which led to different view points. The weather was really shitty but the glacier was still incredible despite the grey clouds and the rain. I uploaded some iphone pictures but they can't even start to capture how giant and amazing this thing is. Bummer about the clouds and fog since it blocked all the mountains in the background.

(nevermind, internet is too slow to load pics)

So the site had a really great cafe with sandwiches, coffee, and just about everything else on the planet. But, as you recall, the hombres had cleaned me out of cash by this point except for the 5 pesos I found in my jeans. They also had missed the continental breakfast this morning since we had to leave promptly at 9. I was pretty hungry too even thought I'd eaten so I can't imagine how they must have felt. Being a nice person I looked for the most amount of food I could get with 5 pesos and it turned out to be a big pack of crackers. CRACKERS! To everyone in BA who made fun of my obsession with crackers, my Cerealitas and Ser crackers has saved our lives on this trip multiple times. For example, on the 20 hours bus ride when they fed us those tiny ham rolls and nothing else, or when we got to Ushuaia and everything was closed. Hahhh not so funny now is it? Ironic because Charlie was the main one who made fun of me for it. Ahhh this trip has been all about Karma. Every single time someone makes fun of something, they end up regretting what was said. Here are some examples:

Karma in Argentina:

1.) The crackers

2.) Made fun of the machine that plastic wraps your bags at the BA airport. In Ushuaia Scott opens his checked bag to find his camera, credit card and phone have been stolen.

3.) I made fun of Scott's use of duct tape on his shoe and then I get huge blisters and have to use it on my heels as a bandaid substitute.

4.) Boys make fun of my duck boots. We then trek through mud, Scott's duct tape comes off and mud goes through his shoe (his shoe has been broken since BA)

5.) All of June we hated on the libros man outside Viamonte. Every morning he woke us up with this piercing voice repeating the same phrase over and over and over and over again, "Luces para libros para leer". Booklights. Like really, it's amazing such a voice could come out of a human being. Anyway, in Ushuaia the light by our beds is broken and we all want to read in bed. On the buses when the lights are out and we want to read...same thing. Ohhh the irony. Hahahah.

6.) Charlie got robbed too but we have yet to figure out what he did.....

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