We arrived at my Casa, a private home with an extra place that the family rented. I sat down and they gave me a drink. They explained me that they wanted me to stay at another house for some reason.
I bought a bottle of water and took a pause to regain my energy. Not long after that I descended again and looked for a cafe place near the central square. To my surprise I found a very modern place.
El calafate airport was a mess. The airport was as big as a hotel lobby, but packed with people and all the luggage came at the same time in the same place. An officer checked the baggage receipt to avoid theft. |
