The Melting Point
The most striking thing about the drive out of El Calafate on the way to the Patagonian glaciers is the trash. Sheer, flimsy, white plastic bags, tens of thousands of them, are strewn across acres of land. The harsh wind has blown them in curtains up against the chain-link fences around construction sites; thousands have been tilled into the mud of wide tire tracks; thousands more, tattered by sharp nettles, festoon the low, clumping bushes that cover the landscape.
The plastic bags have become such a problem that the local grocery store will no longer supply them to shoppers. El Calafate exists for glaciers and its proximity to Los Glaciares National Park.… Seguir leyendo »