Ushuaia
Fin del Mundo (End of the World)
27.12.2006
3 °C
Moving on from the mighty Los Glaciers then to the End of the World - Ushuaia, the southernmost city in the world, next stop Antartica. So now I can say I´ve been to the end of the world on 2 different continents! (the other being Stewart Island in NZ).
So why did I come here then? Well I guess the draw was it being the literal end of the world but there´s much more to it than just that. The drive in involved crossing over into Chile and then back into Argentina and then through the mountains of Tierra del Fuego which means Land of Fire. Tierra del Fuego is the name of an archipelago shared between Argentina and Chile. It was "discovered" by Fernando de Magallanes in 1520, and he named the place as "land of smoke" or "land of fire", because of the campfires of the natives Selk'Nam or Ona (tribes).....so now you know!
As generally happens when you move South (once you´re over the equator of course) things start to get a little colder.....in fact so cold that it was snowing, somewhat unexpected it has to be said. Although it did make everything look just that little bit better - snow always does eh? So anyway got there and it was snowing and hence fricking freezing - time to hotleg to a hostel, have to say the first one I went too wasn´t that impressive....very small, dark and dingy and with a wierd group of people in it so, after 1 night it was time to suss out some new digs! Suss out I did and ended up in a little place calle Cruz del Sur pretty much right in the town centre. Undoubtably one of the friendliest hostel I have had the pleasure of staying in - of course it always helps when the people are good too. I just happened to be staying there when a couple (Carrie & Abran) I met on the flight from New York to Buenos Aires rocked up. The other memorable people for me was Troy the Ozzie bloke (I would swear he was a caracature if I hadn´t met him in the flesh - true blue ozzie bloke to fit all the stereotypes) who was one of the funniest people I have met in a long time and then there was Emily from England.
So anyway the 5 of us got along like a house on fire and basically drank the town dry while playing numerous games of that old traveller favourite - Shithead. Troy left a couple of days later on his Antartic voyage and the rest of us did some exercise - went hiking into the mountains with the intention of climbing up to see the glacier, I got half way there and turned back due to my granny knees and the exhausting effects of climbing uphill in snow, still, pretty good views from as far as I got and the short chairlift ride was a unique mode of transport for me in this leg of my travels.
The next day was a so called flat walk.....yeah right! Along the coast just out of town there is a track that´s suppose to follow the beach.....may just do that if you can negioate the treachous path to get there in the first place and then when you do the beach runs out after 50m and you have to go up to come back down again - Jesus! The bulls were also looking slightly hacked off at the interruption to their chewing the cud and all that so it was a quick wander through them and back towards town again. (When I say quick its approx a 16km walk....)
The next day after a true attack of the town`s red wine supply it was a trip out to Estancia Haberton, world famous apparently....to be honest by the time we got there (and the most amusing car conversation I have possibly ever had the joy to participate in) the hangovers were truly setting in and the weather was starting to look really ugggggggly so we headed back to lick our wounds in peace and quiet.
I had to leave the next day so it was a sad farewell wishing the others a truly horrible time on their 10 day trip to Antartica and leaving them extremely jealous of the 50 hour bus journey back to Buenos Aires (my how much fun does that sound eh????).
Have to say this was one of my favourite places in Argentina - both because of the people and the place, a truly chilled out place with a lot for you to do if you´re that way inclined! My only regret is not getting out on the water or doing the trip to Antartica - but then again I can always come back can´t I!
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