Sea lions and cream stout

It’s super-fucking cold here. It’s early summer, and max 10 degrees on the hottest days. Do you want to know a secret? I want to get out of here to a warm place! Argentinians love it though. It’s like in Taiwan, where they have “naturally cold lakes” that you pay to bath in. Jesus, we have 95,795 of those in Sweden.

The original people of this place really fascinates me. They were called Yaghan, and they didn’t make clothes. Maybe there were no real clothes animals here, only sea lions, that you can eat, but not make clothes off. They wore those silly hats though, as some kind of religious thing, like some kind of native Ku Klux Klan.

Would you like to meet a bunch of these in a dark alley? I’d rather not! They’re all dead though, expect for some old grandmother. The Europeans weren’t too nice, plus came with all kinds of diseases that spread.

So in order to survive, they ate tons of food. 10.000 calories according to one source (a normal human eats like 2-3000). Their body temperature was higher than other people. And they made fires everywhere, which is why this island is called Tierra del Fuego – the Land of Fire.

Anyway, today I went on a free boat tour by the agency that is trying to sell Antarctica to me!

But … the sea lions! OMG what an animal.

Their feet aren’t built for the ground at all. They’re sea animals! But they breathe air, so here they are, chilling.

It takes them long time to walk around on land. But when they find each other, they …

Snuggle. Snuggle. So snuggly. I thought first, fighting? Copulating? No, they’re just constantly snuggling. They like each other’s warmth. In my next life, I’d love to be a:

1. Human
2. Cat
3. Lemur (as King Julien XIII – “I like to move it move it”)
4. Sea lion (if they are at least not freezing!)

And how did this day end? I almost ran from the boat to my favourite bar from last week. It’s my first drunk day! And I celebrated with local Ushuaia cream stout. And it was so delicious! So so good. It tasted home-made. Like your cousin made it in his dorm room. But the best cousin, in the best dorm room. The alcohol taste was strong. As all the other spicy tastes. They didn’t mix. They were all floating around separately. I loved it.

Then I went home to eat dinner an drink my own wine, from my farm in Mendoza. Lovely! Claudia had a boy and a girl visiting, so all four of us went back to the bar above, for more cream stouts, and games. We beat Jenga, as in building a tower in which no one could move a single piece.

That’s how good we were. Then we played Uno. Wins:

1. Sol: 4
2. Me: 3
3. Claudia: 1
4. Agustín: 0

They were huge manga fans, and we talked a lot of Japan. They use no cannabis, but alcohol. Lots of it. That’s how you unrobotize them! Like Swedes.