The airport process was easy, but there was
a lot of waiting around. I’m not sure 3 hours prior is necessary, but at least
we didn’t have to worry about missing our flight or waiting in a long line to check
bags. Our flight was slightly delayed due to a strike. We do not know the
details of who was striking or why, but it only lasted 30 minutes. Then we flew 3 hours on a pretty big jet to
Ushuaia, “the end of the earth”.
Ushuaia, we’ve found out, is pronounce
Ooh-swy-ah, and means the water to the west in Yamana. The Yamana were the
original native people to this area. They were seal hunters and nomads. They
were also nudists because any clothing they wore would get wet and take too
long to dry. Better to be naked and able to quickly warm by a fire than
perpetually damp and cold.
Ushuaia has approximately 57,000
inhabitants. It is a ski town by winter, and a port town by summer. It is a
great base for trekking the Tierra del Fuego national park, and the number one
port for cruises to Antarctica. The surrounding mountains plunge right into the
ocean making for a pretty hilly city. Our hotel is in the perfect location - ½
a block from the port and ½ a block from the main drag where shops and
restaurants can be found.
Like Buenos Aires everyone here had been
very nice, and many people speak English. I’ve found a good amount of
Vegetarian options, even amongst this king crab haven. Kyle got to enjoy that
local delight. They also have a couple different breweries, which Kyle has
sampled as well.
On our first day here we just wandered the
town, bought some souvenirs and scouted out the best restaurants.
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