Monday, March 17th:
We woke at 3am (uggh!), checked out of our hotel, and took a cab to nearby Aeroparque Jorge Newberry to catch our 5:45am flight to El Calafate. On the very fast taxi ride we got our first, but by no means last, taste of the strange enmity between Argentina and Chile, when our driver asked about our itinerary, and when we said we were going to Chile from El Calafate, he shook his head, frowned, and implied that it is an awful, unsafe place (which is quite the opposite from our experiences there!).
Black-faced Ibis / Bandurria Austral