Okay, I admit, prior to booking my trip (on a whim), I had no idea what Patagonia was all about...except that I really like their outdoor wear, everything outside of the clothing store was lost on me. I decided to come here, because I heard it was close to Antarctica, and I had time to kill, since I wasn't working. And I like to hike, so the Patagonia place seemed like it might be good for me. Fair warning, my kind of hiking and the Patagonia kind of trekking, aren't exactly the same thing. I like to amble over 4 miles of flat land with a bottle of water to drink so I don't faint, in the moderate Los Angeles dry heat. Patagonia's (the location not the brand) idea of a trek involves 14+ kilometer's of hiking trails, wild rapids and glaciers, where you may die if you don't bring enough water....what? My first Patagonian hike was in El Chalten, and all I brought with me was my camera, my unicorn, Opal, and a few gluten free cookies I had gotten from my hotel in El Calafate. I had a half liter of water. My hike was over 20 miles long...20 MILES! (you read that correctly). In the end, my feet hurt, my shoulder's ached, I was starving and thirsty, but I did not die and my mind was blown by the sheer beauty of the Patagonian countryside. The colors, the viewpoints, the vast open spaces. I was rendered speechless by the beauty and wanted to spend all of my time outside just staring at all the prettiness that was around.