Somehow I managed to make it Tierra Del Fuego on this vacation. Its sort of a miracle I got here, acquiring a last minute plane ticket out of Buenos Aires and then having to wait hours for the plane to actually depart (Aerolinas Argentina definately does not have the best ontime schedule performance). But the two days it took to actually acquire a plane ticket and then get down here was definately worth it.

Summit View in Parque Nacional de Tierra del Fuego

Tierra Del Fuego is stunningly gorgeous. The mountain peaks are so dramatic. The hikes we've taken here have all been just wonderous, with gorgeous vistas at every turn. The sun seems to take forever to go from east to west and then hovers at dusk for the longest time and then descends finally.

But there is something else about being here, not just the beauty of the place. There is definately a mystique that grips you, a final frontier feeling. As I sit here in a coffee shop in Ushuaia, the southernmost city in the world, with signs pointing out everywhere that you've reach the "fin del mundo", I can't help wondering - so now what? Where do you go after you've traveled to the end of the world?

I guess you go home.

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