Patagonia

Patagonia. I love saying that word. I love the overpriced outdoor gear named after Southern Chile and Argentina, and the place itself is absolutely unforgettable. I wish I had something made by Patagonia so I could wear it and be cool. I don’t, but Ciervo does, so I’ll stand close to him. I’m all about coolness by association.

It was wonderfully cool in Patagonia, where we were last week, that is: Patagonia. It rains a lot in Patagonia, hence the presence of the rainforest. Ahhhh, Patagonia…I’ll never forget the fires in the Fogata (outdoor fire/eating area) just enjoying the coolness of the night. In Patagonia, they hike a lot, ride horses, and fancy Once, a traditional Chilean “tea time” consisting of tea, pan amasado (fresh bread) with jam, and postre (pastry). I am so gonna have Once every day now because that’s what they do in Patagonia. It is so cool. I am so cool.

Sing with me:
P is for the Penguinos (penguins) that we saw there…
A is for the 3,000 year old Alerce trees that grow…
T is for the Totally cool person I am for having been there…
A is my horse Aventura that I know…
G is for the Gortex I wished I’d owned because it rained a lot…
O is for volcano Osorno which I’m happy didn’t blow…
N is for the Nothing that I did sitting by the river all day…
I is for my Injured bum from being saddle sore…
A is for the surprising Absence of any bugs as well as any rhyming, melody or organization of this song…

Put them all together and they spell PATAGONIA, la la la.

I am so going to buy an indelible marker and write the word Patagonia on all my outdoor gear, that is, my retired running shoes and $20 rain parka. Yea, I am definitely getting cooler by the minute. Wanna come stand by me?

Sisma