Puerto Madryn had been fantastic not only for the marine wildlife, the hostel, and the fantastic fellow travellers we met. We hung out with a crazy Italian Luca, a slovenian couple Miha and Nusa, met a bunch of others so it felt a little meloncholy as we left to the bus station.
The bus was a long one. Travel south to Rio Gallagos which is a 20 hours ride, switch buses and then do another 11 hours to Ushuaia. We cross the Chilean border and then get back into Argentine territory. This of course, is painful especially because the Chileans are painful about carrying anything organic through thier country. We were warned, but took a chance with some kori gussi masala we were carrying. They ran our bags through an x ray machine but we were let go. We heard later that someone got fined €150 for carrying in one apple! Not taking any more chances with the Chileans!
Ushuaia is the southern most town in the world. From here, you can do boat trips to Antartica if you are a millionaire but the reason most travellers go here is for that photograph with the Fin Del Mundo sign but there is more to this town. Glacier Martial for instance is a beautiful glacier a few hours trek from the city.
We decided to do the trek. The mountians here are not that high, but they are snow covered. It was cold and snowing. We had arrived at the perfect time, fall. The colours were beautiful. The trees were in reds, yellows, and green against a white snow background. The treks themselves were closed, but you can venture up if you want to, and so we did. We trekked for a about 2 hours through some of the most stunning scenery until we hit the snow. Walking on the snow was an experience I won´t forget. It has been years since I experienced something for the fist time and I felt like a child. The sound of the crunching ice was exhilarating.
We ended up spending a couple of days here and then decided to fly out to El Calafate since we got an air ticket for just a little more than a bus ticket. Thinking about the Chilean border post, the 11 hours to Gallagos again, and then another bus ride to Calafate made it an easy decision.
Taking the flight was a strange, but nice experience after all the buses. Even forgot to take out my Victorinox from my hand bag! Anyway an hour later we were in Calafate!
The bus was a long one. Travel south to Rio Gallagos which is a 20 hours ride, switch buses and then do another 11 hours to Ushuaia. We cross the Chilean border and then get back into Argentine territory. This of course, is painful especially because the Chileans are painful about carrying anything organic through thier country. We were warned, but took a chance with some kori gussi masala we were carrying. They ran our bags through an x ray machine but we were let go. We heard later that someone got fined €150 for carrying in one apple! Not taking any more chances with the Chileans!
Ushuaia is the southern most town in the world. From here, you can do boat trips to Antartica if you are a millionaire but the reason most travellers go here is for that photograph with the Fin Del Mundo sign but there is more to this town. Glacier Martial for instance is a beautiful glacier a few hours trek from the city.
We decided to do the trek. The mountians here are not that high, but they are snow covered. It was cold and snowing. We had arrived at the perfect time, fall. The colours were beautiful. The trees were in reds, yellows, and green against a white snow background. The treks themselves were closed, but you can venture up if you want to, and so we did. We trekked for a about 2 hours through some of the most stunning scenery until we hit the snow. Walking on the snow was an experience I won´t forget. It has been years since I experienced something for the fist time and I felt like a child. The sound of the crunching ice was exhilarating.
We ended up spending a couple of days here and then decided to fly out to El Calafate since we got an air ticket for just a little more than a bus ticket. Thinking about the Chilean border post, the 11 hours to Gallagos again, and then another bus ride to Calafate made it an easy decision.
Taking the flight was a strange, but nice experience after all the buses. Even forgot to take out my Victorinox from my hand bag! Anyway an hour later we were in Calafate!
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