A Small world, and its biggest glaciar

El Calafate is a small town of a single main paved road that pretty much survives out of the tourism industry, more specifically the Moreno Glacier
El Glaciar Perito Moreno is one of the world's most famous, and perhaps most beautiful glaciers. I could write thirty pages and still fall short of explaining its grandiosity. It is 200 feet tall and three quarters of a mile wide, moving two yards a day.
In order to get there, you take a bus from Calafate, pay20 pesos and look at it for as long as you want. Much like the Eiffel tower, you cant look at it for that long, so after a while you start looking for other natural beauties that you can find around the parks, such as beautiful birds and beautiful blondes.
I eyed this one girl who clearly was a gringa. I figured I had taken enough pictures of the glacier so I went to make small talk. The great thing abotu these wonderful spots is that if you find someone with which you would like to strike a conversation, all you have to do is make a comment about the place and how amazing it is. Chances are they are also in awe with it and will be just as eager to talk about it as you are...
So I figured I would cash in on this amazingness. I walked up to this girl and said.
Beautiful place, dont you think?
It is amazing, she said.
There you go, I had myself an openning. Between the "where are you from" and the "how long have you been travelling for", I had myself a conversation. We were both waiting for the next bus back to town and we ended up talking for a couple hours, only stopping to watch these huge blocks of ice that are the size of a yellow school bus fall 200 feet into the water, which by the way makes a thundering sound... it is pretty awesome.
So when my bus back to town was about to leave, she took off her aviator glasses and told me to looke her up in town sowe could go out for wine later on that nite!
I felt like a million bucks and rode back to the hostel with a smaile on my face that was bigger than the glacier itself. Four hours later I was all preped up... which is backpacker terms means I showered, shaved and put a clean shirt on.
We met at this wine place and when we got there, she asked me to go sit down while she went to the bathroom. I got us a table and when she came back, she sat on my side of booth, leaving the other side empty. Never in my life was I so sure that I was going to me a little something something.
She sat down, grabbed my hand and asked what kind of wine I drank.
Whichever, I said, thinking to myself that she had grabbed my hand and it was sooooooo on.

We made small talk, making references to different places we had visited... blah blah blah
It was time Imade my move, so I thought I would start by switching the conversation to something a bit more personal. It went like this...
So, enough of Argentina, tell me about yourself ( I know, it is cheesy)
Well, I am originally from Virginia...
And it all started to crumble from there...
She went on about how she did 2 years of peace corps in Paraguay and blah blah blah
As I heard the story, I started to put together the story of the Turlock Kayakers in the Kombi (see previous blogs) and chances were that I was wining and dining with a newlywed who was probably an overlyflertatious blue-baller.
Before she could on with her story, I interrupted her and said.
"Check this out, I met Tyler"
Tyler who, she asked
Scott's girlfriend.
Oh my God, where did you meet her? I just saw her recently, she came over to visit.
I know, I said, to your wedding.
Talk about your long awkward pause.
It all went down from there. She went to the bathroom andwhen she came back, she sat on the other side of the booth.
It was no thing though, we drank our wine, got drunk and forgot all about it. Nothing happened, but it was an incredible coincidence nonetheless. In the end, we exchanged emails and walked back to our hostels, alone. Two weeks later, she sent me an email sayng she would be in Brazil with her husband for Carnival and that she would drop me a line. Sure, I thought, we'll get together.