Hello/Goodbye Ushuaia. . . . . . . . . .

Ushuaia, Argentina

March 8, 2018 

50F - Showers

Never in my wildest dreams did I ever expect to actually revisit Ushuaia, Argentina!

First time was in January 2013. Paula and I were heading to Antarctica and, as in 

most Polar expeditions going south, embarked our ship here in Ushuaia. 

With an overnight to gather the passengers and crew, we had time to wander

 the streets, eat in a local cafe where I enjoyed the best veggie quiche ever, and 

do a little jewelry shopping at the local craft market.

Flying in over the awesome Patagonian landscape, the return was like a homecoming,

and I was so excited to know Bob was going to share the experience of visiting the

 southernmost city in the world! 

A bus transported us into town. . . . . . . the only difference being the colorful swathes

 of lupins were missing this time as the autumn season was about to begin so, sadly, 

flowers were few.

A bustling port with steep streets and jumbled buildings, the jumping off point for

 Antarctic trips, capital of Tierra del Fuego province, nestled between the snow-capped

 Martial mountain range and the famed Beagle Channel.

We enjoyed the all too brief visit - but our ship was waiting. . . . . . . .

. . . . . . and we sailed away at sunset, through the Beagle Channel, catching the

 evening tide, ready for the promised adventure.

Next time: Welcome aboard and sailing to Chile.