we took a bus to the national park right outside of town, to the tierra del fuego.
we started at the southern most post office in the world, to send postcards to family and get our passports stamped. it seems these two things are the little huts only purpose in life.
here it is perched on the dock:
and here is our very fancy-pantsy passport stamp.
…which actually involved four separate stamps and a sticker.
pictures from our four hour hike along the lake shore:
thick, thick forest
we came across some wild horses and spent about 20 minutes just sitting and watching them graze.
mom and baby (who we saw nursing, which was really neat)
