Ushuaia - Trip 3 - National Park

Our final trip was to the Tierra del Fuego National Park. Again we were picked up early, but this time in a coach. After a trawl around town for some others, we then set off for the National Park. We passed the most Southerly golf course and arrived at the station for the Train at the End of the world. Where we took pictures ...

T at the Union Jack

The Union Jack is outside the toilets. I presume this is no accident, as the other flags there are Uruguay (Gents) and Brazil (Ladies). Ours lies between them.

We boarded the train and were treated to a narrative from the most plummy Ennglish accent this side of 1950. We were saved from boredom by the screaming child in our compartment - bless.

A train

After the train, we were taken to a few places in the park and wandered about a bit. The park contains the end of the 18,000 Km long Pan-American highway, an almost contiguous route from Alaska to Tierra del Fuego. I guess I need to go to Alaska now :-)

T at the end of the Pan-American highway

The afternoon was spent at leisure (i.e. T had a massage) in the hotel.

You may have read between the lines that we have become hyper-sensitive to noise for some reason (sleep) and the fact that we seemed to have the cast to "Stomp" living above us (on a wooden floor) in our apartment didn't help. When we arrived in our lovely, 5 star, middle of nowhere, suite at the end of the world we had expectations of silence. As we settled in the peace and quiet we heard a dog, barking right outside our room. Here we go again - San Marcos La Laguna here we come.

To be fair - the dog never barked much after that 10 minute session and turned out to be quite cute.

Cute Perro

We guessed it had been barking at a sealion in the channel - as the following morning - much to our delight, we saw a sealion right in fornt of us as we sat down to breakfast. Quite a treat.

And that pretty much ends the trip to Ushuaia.

For those dedicated enough to read this far, Ushuaia is pronounced oos-why-ah.

Chilly (Argentinian) Plane

We had been amazingly lucky with the weather: The fantastic view on our arrival; no rain for any trips at all and some amazing views across the channel, however, our last day was quite inclement. It was a bit of a snow-storm. The planes had to be de-iced before take-off and we saw pretty much nothing but cotton wool as we departed.

Ushuaia was certainly an amazing place to visit. Off to El Calafate now.