I was in El Califate, Argentina when I took this picture. About to run a marathon through the mountains of Patagonia (as one does, and don’t worry, this story isn’t about that.)
When you go on a trip, you tend take a lot of photos
When you go on a trip to Patagonia, you tend to take a LOT of photos.
Mountains, rivers, mountains, rivers, more mountains, a glacier, which is a massive river frozen between two mountains (don’t check the science on that one.
But this photo right here…did something to me.
I’m in El Califate, Argentina. But I’m from Dallas, Texas. 635 and March Lane. Born too late to remember the dynasties of the Cowboys really, but I do remember the energy I felt in the city. And how that energy dissolved as that version of the Cowboys did too. Too late to enjoy Michael Jor