and right there, on the Easter sunday, with the wind in my hair and sun in my eyes, the Patagonia stole my heart. there was no point in resisting or fighting it off. as it always happens, it just hit me, and from then on... there is one more place on the good old planet Earth that has a piece of my heart.
and, as it usually is with love, you cannot explain it. you just have to come here to see it, letting the Patagonia do the thing it does.