You can´t tell time using the Ushuaian winter sun. It never passes overhead. The sun arcs just above the horizon and so it always seems like sunset is minutes away. During the winter soltice, you often cannot see it, just the light that emanates from the horizon.
Yesterday we took a delightful trip to the Parque Nacional del Tierra del Fuego. We walked through deep snow to Bahia Ensenada, possibly the most beautiful place on earth. The place is almost cheesy- like right out of a silly motivational poster. We trudged down a hill to a snowy bay framed by snow capped mountains and a bright blue sky. There were horses roaming the area and small birds chirping next to us. We were all alone with nature.
When we walked back up and wanted to see the rest of the park we met a man who was driving around the park taking pictures for his 23 year old daughter and 21 year old son who had moved to the cities up north. He immediately took us in and showed us around the area. We saw the best of the park with this very nice man, Daniel Striker, the working class grandson of German immigrants who came at the beginning of the 20th century. He is a navy vet from the Falkland Islands war and has a big sign on the front of his car that proclaims "Malvinas son Argentinas!" (The Falklands are Argentine!) against a blue and white (Argentine flag) backdrop. It was one of the best days we have had so far.
This morning we left early to buy plane tickets. We bought super expensive tickets to Calafate (holy crap aerolineas argentinas stinks!) and we are headed there this afternoon. Nuri is watching the Brasil-Argentina soccer game in the cafe of an indoor mall with 25 other men whose eyes are glued to the screen. Go blue and white!
Yesterday we took a delightful trip to the Parque Nacional del Tierra del Fuego. We walked through deep snow to Bahia Ensenada, possibly the most beautiful place on earth. The place is almost cheesy- like right out of a silly motivational poster. We trudged down a hill to a snowy bay framed by snow capped mountains and a bright blue sky. There were horses roaming the area and small birds chirping next to us. We were all alone with nature.
When we walked back up and wanted to see the rest of the park we met a man who was driving around the park taking pictures for his 23 year old daughter and 21 year old son who had moved to the cities up north. He immediately took us in and showed us around the area. We saw the best of the park with this very nice man, Daniel Striker, the working class grandson of German immigrants who came at the beginning of the 20th century. He is a navy vet from the Falkland Islands war and has a big sign on the front of his car that proclaims "Malvinas son Argentinas!" (The Falklands are Argentine!) against a blue and white (Argentine flag) backdrop. It was one of the best days we have had so far.
This morning we left early to buy plane tickets. We bought super expensive tickets to Calafate (holy crap aerolineas argentinas stinks!) and we are headed there this afternoon. Nuri is watching the Brasil-Argentina soccer game in the cafe of an indoor mall with 25 other men whose eyes are glued to the screen. Go blue and white!
