Monday 10 March 2008

Ushuaia - 6-8 Mar

So we`ve fallen behind on my blogging but then its not the first time weve fallen on our behinds!

Ushuaia is pretty in a bleak, end of the world kind of way. Our hostel was practically 5 star and so were the staff there especially a big dreadlocked argentinian that calls himself RastaMax!! We got the lay of the land in Ushuaia and decided to walk up to the Glaciar Martial, what was supposed to be a quick afternoon outing turned into 7 hours of walking up and down a bloody mountain. We had no water and when I fell down into a bunch of blackjacks I added my patience to the things I didnt have anymore. Victoria thought it was hilarious!! She still does.

The Glaciar itself isnt a real Glaciar but the views are really brilliant and it was good to get a big hike under our belt.

The next day we went on a very expensive 4x4 tour that turned out to be worth every Peso. It inculded a funny guide who thought that driving straight into the water while he was talking to you in the back was hilarious! It was good fun though. The highlight we`d have to say though was the best fillet steak Mavrix have ever had! Soft tender and cooked for an hour infront of our eyes on the braai - argentine style. After some big bumps and jumps in the 4x4 we headed off to do some kayaking in a beautiful lake, wicked!

The next day was a rest day as the jet lag had really hit the Marino hard and he was worse than a toddler woken up too soon. The only exciting thing we did that day was going out till dawn, we had a 5h30 bus ride and felt that we could sleep on the bus and make the trip faster. Getting back to the hostel that early we found RastaMax and he gave Vix her first Dreadlock....shes taken it out now but it looked really permanent at the time and I think that its only determination and Pantene that allowed the hair to be released back into normal civilization.

The bus ride was loooonnnnggg - 20 hours !!! With a 2 hour stop in one of the biggest holes the Mavrix have ever seen - UGLY!!! The only thing uglier than Rio Gallegos is the inbreeders that inhabit it.

Next time...El Chalten!

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