Del Fin del Mundo

Too busy eating to keep up with this journal....but more on that later.

We made it to Ushuaia, Argentina, the southernmost city in the world. A very touristy place, but also very lovely. Also not so easy to get to during the high season (now), unless you want to spring for a flight (which of course, we didn´t.) We had to wait in Punta Arenas for four days before we found a bus with room, and then the trip took 8 hours, including border crossing and a ferry across the Strait of Magellan, after which we stopped in Rio Grande for the night, so we wouldn´t arrive in Ushuaia too late in the evening. Next day, we took a minibus to Ushuaia (another three hours), where we were lucky enough to find a hostel (a REAL backpacker place) that had a room with two beds, in addition to the dorms. Unfortunately, the beds were bunk style, and the room was right next to the common room, which was pretty loud until all hours, thanks to the 10 or so Israeli backpackers staying there. Still, armed with earplugs we persevered, and for only 50 pesos (or $17) per night. And we booked our bus ticket out of Ushuaia as soon as we arrived, so we were all set.

The city is situated on the Beagle Channel (named after Darwin´s ship) and in between glacier-capped mountains. We planned - and even started - to hike to one of the glaciers, but a downpour thwarted our plans (we have become real pansies!) Next day, high winds kept us form walking too far. But we did have a chance to enjoy the scenery, the great Argentinian food, and the company of our fellow travelers in the Hostel.