After having been employed in 1992 at the Olympic Games in Barcelona, to escape of the post-Olympic depression, I moved six months to South America, being Argentina the first country where I put my feet. An ideal country to roam, get lost and find oneself, the mythical land of ice where for the first time I saw glaciers, with a special mention for the famous ‘Perito Moreno’ and its inseparable penguins. Across its most southern territories, I reached once the most southern point of the continent, ‘Tierra de Fuego’. A journey to the cold and the silence.