South America’s coolest playground
March 1st 2011 As we dug deep into our backpacks to pull out our barely used winter clothes, the first thing I noticed about being in Patagonia was the noise…the sweet sound of silence. And how incredibly beautiful it was. Not a honking car horn in earshot. And after being in an overpopulated city for almost 3 weeks, where you couldn’t walk outside the hostel without fear of being mowed down by pedestrians,
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