Today’s #FriFotos theme is “snow and ice,” two of my least favorite things in the world. Growing up in Michigan I was surrounded by the stuff for a good 6 months out of the year, an experience which hardened my soul to the idea of a “winter wonderland” and made me hate any cold substance falling from the sky and/or sticking to the ground. As a result I have absolutely no pictures of snow nor ice – I mean, would you take a picture of your worse enemy and keep it on file for anything other than voodoo purposes?
However, I’m trying to be a good sport and keep up with #FriFotos every week, which means I have to force myself to find some form of frozen water that doesn’t make my blood boil. After thinking long and hard about frosty destinations that I could bear visiting, the answer popped up right in front of me – literally.
In two short weeks I’ll be in Patagonia, one of the few places in the world that comes close to touching the nether regions of Antarctica. I’ll be there during the “summer,” meaning it will be rainy and in the 50s instead of a whirling vortex of blizzard, but the region has a decidedly wintry feeling all year round thanks to its extreme latitude. So, as it turns out, there is a hunk of permafrost on this god forsaken planet that I would (and will) go to!
Since I haven’t been yet, I have to resort to using other peoples’ photos of Patagonia (aka The End of the Earth) to complete this #FriFotos challenge. I assure you, though, that I’ll be uploading approximately 15,000 of my own images from my trip so consider this an I.O.U.