Our trip got off to a little bit of a rocky start with long immigration lines in Buenos Aires, lost trekking poles, and a missed flight. We got a taste of what it must be like to be on the Amazing Race - dashing around the airport, grabbing a taxi for the 40 minute ride to another airport, praying that we could get some of the remaining seats on another flight. It all worked out and we still got to El Calafate on the day we were supposed to, just many hours later.

After booking seats on another flight, we had time to kill at the domestic airport. We took a walk outside to watch all the people fishing in the ocean.