What a day we had yesterday. If you have traveled in a group, you know the drill - bags outside your hotel room by a certain time (for us it was 8:00), breakfast, meet in the lobby for a tour of the city. We did all of the above - went to the cemetery where Eva Perrone is buried (could have spent hours just walking around this interesting cemetery), strolled through an artisans market, had another delicious meal (huge portions for the carnivores in the group), and headed to the small airport for our flight south - they even fed us on this flight - my favorite, a ham sandwich. As we descended through the clouds, Mother Nature got my attention - black mountains peaked with snow resembling melted marshmallows, waters filled with white caps, and wind, lots of it. The landing was rough, the pilot expert in his execution. We are here. There were "greeters" to gather our flock together as Gabe and Bob and a few of the other men pulled our cases off the luggage carousel. (Here we are, Felice and I, with our packs.) When we walked outside the wind was so strong that it nearly took me off my feet. I was unable to walk to the bus, it was that powerful. A man standing nearby had to hold onto me and push me in the direction of our bus so I would be standing in a windbreak.
We drove through Ushuaia, up into the mountains, to our beautiful home for the night, Hotel del Glaciar. Dinner was late, perhaps 10:30. However, when it is so light and bright outside, we forget. By the way - who won the Super Bowl?
We overlook Ushuaia Bay, and this morning´s sunrise was filled with the promise of blue skies and soft breezes. Time for breakfast. Today we tour a National Park here and have a bit of free time in town before heading to our home for the next eleven days - MV Polar Star. Until next time.
Me - TheWanderingJu
