End of the World...
My boyfriend and I go on a 5-day cruise around the Patagonia, as mentioned in my previous post. It’s called the Via Australis Cruise and it’s a lovely 100 passenger boat. Really nice, a lot of old(er) people & I’m obviously the youngest one there. Over my travels, it’s things like that that make me appreciate how nuts my life is. Twenty-one-years-old, on a cruise in the Patagonia with her boyfriend. Now sure some of you will judge if you want but I don’t mind. Literally the best times of my life, spending it with my bestie. Things don’t get better than that.
So anyway… on our first day we all get on these dingys and head to Cape Horn. Cape Horn is the most southerly point of South America, and marks the northern boundary of the Drake Passage.
We get off the dingys and there’s a boardwalk that led to the Cape Horn Memorial and to the lighthouse. It was a really cool thought we had while we were there – a few months earlier we went to Barrow, Alaska which is the Northernmost city in the USA. So we had now been to the most Southern and Northern points on the Western Hemisphere. We walked around the area for a while. Nuggy and I ventured off and went where we probably weren’t supposed to be to take some pics. It was so cool just to think like okay this is as south as you go (unless you’re in Antarctica).
Later on in the day as we made our way up the Murray Channel we arrived at Wulaia Bay. A historical site which was one of the largest settlements of the original canoeing inhabitants of the region, the Yamana People (or Yaghan). Charles Darwin went ashore in this place in 1833 during his voyage onboard the HMS Beagle.
We all took a wonderful hike up to a viewpoint learning about the vegetation, geography and the Yaghan Peoples along the way. After about an hour walking through this wondrous forest we came to this surreal lookout that overlooks the Beagle Channel. The guide had us all sit in 3 minutes of silence to really appreciate and take in the special moment.
It was truly fascinating and overwhelming to grasp what was surrounding me. I often feel frustrated sometimes because I always think like ah am I taking in every moment how I should be. I think by sitting just for a few minutes in silence really helps with that and really helps you soak in what’s going on around you without snapping a pic every five seconds (which I am severely guilty of). I think that after this 3-month adventure around South America I learned HOW to appreciate things. I learned to not spend 3 quarters of my time worrying about photos and other crap. I learned to just let go and live in the moment of where you are. Pictures are important because it is something that will represent the memory but if you don’t enjoy the actual moment how special will that memory really be. BOOM!