Bonnie and I safely arrived to the end of the world (after a night of little to no sleep and figuring out buses to the Aeroparque with the Rasta...a lot more difficult than it should be ;).
We decided to walk the 5 km from the airport of Ushuaia into town with our big backpacks (hey, they must be down to 20 lbs) and enjoyed the scenary. Blue skies, shimmering sea water, snow capped mountains, and brisk 55 degree Fahrenheit weather. That's what I'm talking about, after so much time in jungle and hot desert.
We checked into the cheapest hostel (don't worry, Shasha, we didn't sleep in homemade tents) and wandered around the first day to check out the cute touristy town. It's a lot more tranquil than the others and reminds me of a fishing town in any US state. 
Sleep consumed me at 7.30 pm (after a long hot shower), and I did not wake up until a little after 6.30am the next day. Lovely.
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