The End of the World
bramski
Ushuaia is a very pretty, and a very silly place. It’s technically the southern most city in the world, which makes it a convenient launching place for expeditions to Antarctica. Yours truly wasn’t heading on any of those expeditions, so the first thing I did was get the token Ushuaia stamp on my passport. Yup, it’s one of those fuel your ego stamps that means absolutely nothing, it just tells everybody that you’ve been to the bottom of the world. Personally I thought it was damned cool until the customs official leaving Argentina decided she would put her official stamp right over it! Tsk, tsk.
For the first time I think I actually made some real friends on this trip. Somewhat at random, my first night the b&b I stayed at recommended this one restaurant to me for King Crab. Naturally, I was well out the door towards said restaurant before the rest of the conversation was complete. What do you know? Some lovely British travelers grabbed the table across the way and a bottle of wine and some pints at the pub later and we’ve found a nice little social circle at the Free Style hostel.
I really can’t rave enough about this place. For my last day in Ushuaia I biked out to meet my friends Jorj, Kelly, David, Arthur, and Nathalie to go and hike the infamous trail #4 to Guarro peak in Tierra Del Fuego. No sooner did I ask the guy at the hostel where I could rent a bike than he rented me his own mountain bike and said, “Well, how much do you want to rent it for? Here is a map, and how you get to the park, enjoy!” Needless to say, mountain biking in Tierra Del Fuego is awesome, but I recommend for the rest of you that you spend a bit more time than I and attempt to procure a helmet.
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Posted on: Sunday, April 6, 2008 at 6:55 pm 
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