Saturday, January 30, 2016

Don’t cry for me – it’s Argentina!





January 29, 2016
You know that joke – “It’s not the end of the world, but you can see it from here.” Well, we are actually at the end of the world – the southernmost city in South America, Ushuaia, Argentina. Actually, there is a small town in Chile (just across the Beagle Channel), Port Williams, that is actually further south. But the population is too small to qualify as a city and it is not equipped to handle large ships. So, Ushuaia wins the bragging rights as “the end of the world.”

Lovely Ushuaia


Ushuaia is the capital city of the Argentine Province of Tierra del Fuego, Antartida e Islas del Atlantico Sur, with a population of 60,000. It is surrounded by the Martial mountain range, one of the last bastions of the Andes. Everywhere you look, the snow-capped peaks seem within touching distance. It reminds me of my time at the University of Colorado at Boulder when the Rocky Mountains seemed within touching distance.   

We were able to walk into town from the ship. This is a year-round tourist city. In summer (January, February and March) it is where the ships traveling to the Antarctic stop for provisions, passengers, etc. In winter the skiers dominate. Ushuaia claims to host one of the most “exclusive and best equipped” ski centers in South America, Cerro Castor. So the city is filled with hotels, hostels, tourist shops, restaurants and outdoor equipment stores.

Oh, and jewelry shops. I got an early birthday present – a lovely pendant of Incan Rose stone – the national gem of Argentina. And, especially, chocolate where I picked some artisanal Patagonian dark chocolate (negra).
Dark chocolate from Patagonia

John, of course, bought more wine. The young man who waited on us when we bought the wine, spoke perfect English and, with his dark skin and curly hair, looked out of place in this city populated by mostly whites. Turns out he is Haitian, now from Miami, and is here to “try something new.” He’s working on a degree in industrial engineering.

We bought “End of the World” tees for the grandkids, ball caps for Ushuaia and Cape Horn, and sent birthday postcards to the three Valentine’s Day grandkids. The young woman in the souvenir shop said that the previous weekend over 13,000 visitors had been in town including 8,000 from two gigantic cruise ships of 4,000 passengers each.

When we were about an hour out from Ushuaia, the captain announced that we were turning around and going back for an emergency medical evacuation. When we returned the ship was backed into the docking area, a small boat buzzed by and we were on our way again almost immediately. We have not heard who was evacuated or why, but It’s very sad. However, it might have been worse as we do not have easy access to land again until February 5th when we reach the Falklands.


As you may assume, it is chilly with temps in the low 50s and upper 40s. And most of our fellow passengers dress accordingly. However, there are some who continue to dress in sandals, shorts and tee shirts. Hey, it’s a cruise!  

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