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My days in Antarctica and Patagoina were the most well-documented of my life, thanks in part to the trigger happy company I was keeping. I’ll leave it to posterity to decide whether this was a good thing.

Not that cold in Antarctica once you get used to it:

In front of a colony of Adelie penguins:

Sailing around the Antarctic Penninsula (Yes, I wore my slippers on the boat. No, I did not reach land with them):

I don’t know what I’m so damn proud of. There are about 100 gringos behind the person with the camera, all of who hiked up the same glacier:

Strays are everywhere in South America:

In front of the Perito Moreno Glacier outside of El Calafate:

Taking a drink from said glacier:

I’m not posing. Seriously, I always look this rugged:

In front of the Fitzroy mastiff. This is not photoshopped, I swear:

Success:

Why did the penguin cross the road?

This town ain’t big enough for the both of us:

Not exactly Magritte:

Ever see the film Mars Attacks!:

Next month’s cover of GQ:

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