Ushuaia

In 2002 I got off the ship in Ushuaia to get a T-shirt but Foster did

not leave ship. This year we decided to take the southernmost

Railway. It was a nice ride into Tierra del Fuego National Park. The

train was different. It had private carriages that only opened outside,

no aisle. The railway used to transport prisoners to work and probably

the carriages were made like that.

We were supposed to dock but for some reason, the Argentines would

not allow us to. Since we couldn’t stop at Falklands, that’s not the

reason I just think they don’t like us. Anyway, we had to anchor and

use tenders. They only allowed us one drop off point and things moved

slowly. When we left for our tour, there was a line waiting to board and

we Thought it would be less when we returned. Instead it had got much

longer. We had to stand in the cold and occasional sprinkles about

1 ½ hours. Even with 3-4 layers top and 2 lower, it was cold. I had left

my rain pants and was annoyed at myself. The average “summer”

temperature is 55 degrees F, way too cold for me. It felt much colder

yesterday. The ship's crew delivered beach towels to give us a little
more cover. Definitely a day to remember