
It's a big place, totally open.

Over there is Steven.

The skies cleared instantly and we were treated to an above the clouds view of the Andes, culminating with a view of a nearby 18,000 foot glacier clad mountain. Coolish and windy, which kept the lines freshly filled in. Wine and proscuitto for lunch in the snow.

Wine made the walk back to the lifts seem shorter than it really was.

In all, the funnest day I've had in a very long time.
1 comment:
I'm not sure I can read this blog anymore I am so jealous. OK, I'll keep reading. I can't wait to hear of more adventures. we miss you!
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