We have headed further south and are now based for a couple of days in El Calafate, below the 50th parallel in latitude. In sailing jargon, they talk about the ¨roaring forties¨ and the ¨screaming fifties¨ when sailing through the southern oceans, but at least inland and for now, we are experiencing some remarkably calm weather. We had our longest bus journey yet of 29 hours to reach El Calafate - a very long time. By the end of the trip, the story lines of the movies we had watched started to merge together in our minds. The interior of Patagonia is very sparse, low scrubland for miles and miles, a wild coastline on the east, and spectacular snow covered mountain ranges on the west.