The flight bounced down the full length of the Andes, headed out to sea to avoid the worst of it, and landed in a stunningly scenic place called Ushuaia.
It’s a place where “the wild west” and Rodeo Drive meet in an anarchically relaxed way.
Cars, kids and huskies all share the streets with equal rights and no hassles.
Most of the place is really run down but its all mixed up with a smattering of new. There is one main street where all the touristas hang out.
The café nearest us has a superb view over the harbour. We have had several coffees sitting there watching the harbour and our ship is there. Tantalisingly close now.
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