

Ushuaia, Argentina
We arrived in Ushuaia on the afternoon of the 19th. It had taken almost a week of driving, but, on arrival we were not dissapointed. If the dull pampas had bored us with her repetitive emptyness, Ushuaia excelled in beauty. The pampas had been flat, the road into Ushuaia was made up of mountain pass connected to mountain pass, passing glacial lakes and birch forest. As our truck trotted up the final pass we stopped for some photos, and no one really seemed to min...