We Interrupt this Regularly Scheduled Broadcast...

....to bring visions of future trip heaven.

For some time now I have been salivating across my screen at images of this gargantuan-in-scope, megalith of a national park. Torres del Paine is the name, and it's deep in Chilean Patagonia territory.
And in the words of Liz Lemon: I.Want.To.Go.There.

And while it may not be covered in cheese, or doused in gravy, it's just as tantalizing. There are rushing rivers and glacial flows down which to kayak, rocky, jagged mountain up which to hike; sprawling fields in which to camp; smooth, amorphous ice on which to climb, trek, scale, sharp; unforgiving glaciers on which to climb, camp, scale; sloping vales in which to spot wild-life, horseback ride, cross. It's like that dream deluxe anniversary edition of Nat Geo Adventure magazine brought to life.

What's not to love?

                                                  

I'm watching you Torres de Paine, and I'm coming after you. 

(The small pics just don't capture the "ness". It so much "muchier" in real life, I imagine.)