Landing in Ushuaia (the southernmost city in the world) is
a pretty unique experience. The clouds part and all you see is water and a few islands, then appear the mountains of Chile and Argentina stalwartly staring at each other from either side of the plane windows, and all of a sudden you are starting to touch down - landing strip only now com
ing into sight.
a pretty unique experience. The clouds part and all you see is water and a few islands, then appear the mountains of Chile and Argentina stalwartly staring at each other from either side of the plane windows, and all of a sudden you are starting to touch down - landing strip only now com
ing into sight.Coming off the plane in our flipflops and shorts we felt instantly underdressed for the freezing weather and quickly tore apart the bags piling on every article of clothing that looked vaguely warm.
Ushuaia is an odd town, steadily growing on the great marketing implications of being the at the ‘fin del mundo’ (end of the world). Cruise ships pull up daily on their way to Antartica and tourists come to collect their ‘end of the world’ stamp in their passports (yes, I have mine).
Another very exciting reason to come to Ushuaia, which we only discovered on arrival, is the cheese! Finally somewhere that has taken its European heritage seriously. Gooey, almost smelly enough, brie and goats cheese quickly blew our budget but every dairilicious mouthful was worth it.
However far superior to the flat pack town and brie is the other worldly landscape and varied wildlife (including giant crab, yum!).
We climb
ed a glacier (in my longest trousers: zebra print pyjamas), visited a penguin colony via speed boat to their windy island (by now our host had taken pity on me and lent me some thermals), hypothisised about what the impossibly enormous bones could be from (we can only assume dinosaurs) and saw some amazing trees (making Salvador Dali’s look positively unimaginative in comparison).
Tierra del Fuego has a stunning landscape which is unlike anything else I had seen but it still didn't prepare us for our next stop...
Ushuaia is an odd town, steadily growing on the great marketing implications of being the at the ‘fin del mundo’ (end of the world). Cruise ships pull up daily on their way to Antartica and tourists come to collect their ‘end of the world’ stamp in their passports (yes, I have mine).
Another very exciting reason to come to Ushuaia, which we only discovered on arrival, is the cheese! Finally somewhere that has taken its European heritage seriously. Gooey, almost smelly enough, brie and goats cheese quickly blew our budget but every dairilicious mouthful was worth it.
However far superior to the flat pack town and brie is the other worldly landscape and varied wildlife (including giant crab, yum!).
We climb
ed a glacier (in my longest trousers: zebra print pyjamas), visited a penguin colony via speed boat to their windy island (by now our host had taken pity on me and lent me some thermals), hypothisised about what the impossibly enormous bones could be from (we can only assume dinosaurs) and saw some amazing trees (making Salvador Dali’s look positively unimaginative in comparison).Tierra del Fuego has a stunning landscape which is unlike anything else I had seen but it still didn't prepare us for our next stop...
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