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After way too much leisure at Erratic Rock in Puerto Natales, Chile, I in the long run headed to the park. Torres del Paine is a Nationwide Park in southern Chile and is the biggest day-tripper destination in these parts. This locale is also a part of Patagonia, which is an parade-ground covering a big chunk of South America, south of Buenos Aires and Santiago, the unbounded majority of which is Argentine soil, but a slip of which is Chilean.
From Puerto Natales, you can take a bus to the park which will taste you off at any of several points therein, or you can rent a car and drive yourself. I rented a car, since I knew I would dearth to stop at about 375 spots along the way to take pictures. Once in the parking-lot, you can camp, hike, stay the ceaselessly at a refugio—basically a chapter, and there are several in the park—or, as I did, sleep in the back tush of a teeny-tiny car. I knew it would be an uncomfortable evensong, but it was only one night, so I also knew I could tolerate it.
About half way to the parkland—it's a 2-to-3-hour drive—the pavement ends and the gravel and gossip begin. From here on in, it's all washboarding and a bit slower contemporary. Before entering the park, you can either split off to the red and drive toward the ferry, which transports you between two areas within the preserve, or you can stay right and come into the leave from the East, if you're interested in going perpendicular to "the towers." That's the way I took, but I didn't differentiate exactly where I was, although I had a map with me that I had purchased in Puerto Natales.
I paid the 15,000-peso entr fee—just over $33—got a nugatory, paper park map, and proceeded into the store. I drove for a while, actually feeling a bit depressed, regard lost, and not knowing where I was going. I once pulled over when I saw a small tour bus on the side of the method—the kind for photographers, based on all the guys seniority near the road with tripods and SLRs—and asked where I was, as I couldn't pinpoint my place on the map. The driver showed me where we were and where a couple profitable spots would be to spend the night in preparation for sunrise, if I wanted to zap the towers.
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