January 15, 2020 Glacier walk at Perito Moreno I slept well in the ghetto campground with dogs barking throughout the night. It had been cold, so I had to pull my sleeping bag up and around my head. I got up several times during the night and noticed the bright stars. I was in a valley with trees and light pollution from next door. My alarm went off at 7am. I switched around my luggage so that I could travel with a pannier packed with snacks, extra clothing, and my valuables. We rode around town looking for something open. The first bakery didn’t serve coffee. We found croissants and cappuccino at Panaderia Don Luis, which reminded me of an Italian bakery in Brooklyn. Our ride to the bus station was much more direct than yesterday. We double locked our bikes to a column in front of the station, and queued up for the 9am bus. It was an hour ride to the park, and the bus was filled with visitors from numerous countries. A local pink-haired photographer, who was drinking ma
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