20/01/2010 § 2 Comments
For the moment Chasing Patagonia has not seen any love. That is because the protagonist needs to go to Patagonia, or at least try and make it there. My imagination of what lies in San Carlos de Bariloche, El Calafate, Tierra del Fuego, and the end-of-the-world, Ushuia, is not quite creative. As my sister once wrote about me, I write what is around me, and although it can be brimming with emotion, it is based on the sensory. My sister is the one to go to for imagination, I just like telling stories, with a little embellishment here and there.
Thus, this little lady is embarquing on a serious journey. The first bus ride is 25 hours long, from Buenos Aires Retiro Station to Bariloche. That will only take me halfway there. Once I get to Bariloche, lo mas lindo de Argentina (the most beautiful of Argentina), so I’ve heard, we will see where we (me and my character) go from there. I am not leaving for another few weeks, so you still have me for a little while.
And, yes. I am going alone.