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About Me
Saturday, November 12, 2011
9:21 PM | 
Posted by
Brandon |
Today was relatively lazy, and much-needed. My favorite part about today was finally getting some clothes laundered. I'm afraid there's little hope for my first pair of sandals though, and I doubt the second pair will last for the remainder of the trip. I see an investment in footwear in my future.
We ventured along the coastline and stopped at Faro Rio Negro which was built in 1887. In remarkable shape, it is the oldest surviving lighthouse in Patigonia and, amazingly, still in use today.
The number of parrots flying in the wild was simply astounding to a gringo. They must have eaten all of the seagulls.
We enjoyed an amazing homemade pasta dinner at a restaurant overlooking the coastline. The beach here is made of some very unique rock formations with no sand at all, and counterintuitively I was privilege to a sunset on the South American side of the Atlantic coastline.
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