The end of the world

At last we arrived, and flippin heck its cold. The journey was a nightmare - left Calafate at 3am (after sitting in the bus station from 11pm) and arrived in Rio Gallegos at 730am. From there we caught the 8am bus and thats when the fun really started. Exhausted from a 3am start, we then had 12 hours on crap buses, 4 border immigration control stops that took forever, a ferry crossing (got off the bus to have a look and nearly got hypothermia), changed buses 3 times, had about 7 hours on bumpy unpaved roads, and a fat bloke snoring all the way.

So we have now have 2 Chile stamps in our passports! We eventually arrived in Ushuaia, with the last hour busing through amazing Andean scenery. Ush is surrounded by snow-capped mountains and a nice enough city although accomodation is a bit more expensive. We are close to Tierra del Fuego (the land of fire) National Park so we will be trekking there in the next few days.

For now, we are off to recover from the crap journey yesterday with a few cervezas in our hostel, that lovingly has underfloor heating!!

The next night we enjoyed a very interesting evening of sampling pretty much the entire fridge of beers from our hostel along with the other survivors of our bus journey who had also gone straight to the Antarctica hostel. A good night with a couple of Irish and Scottish people and a wacky Aussie bloke and we all woke the next day feeling shockingly crap. Must have been that bloody can of sprite (that acted as a mixer with my bacardi's).