Hitting Bottom: Ushuaia, Argentina

Pronounced “oosh-WHY-uh,” it’s better known as the world’s southernmost city. I’ve been to the other most southern city — Invercargill in New Zealand — and can imagine how much more rustic the South American version may be.
John had his taxi driver take him south of town a few miles to the end of the Pan-American Highway, which is Argentina’s Route 3. Where the gravel ended with a turnaround was a sign marking the spot: “Fin del mundo” or “End of the World.”
In this area famed for its Grand Teton-like granite spires, gorgeous glaciers, year-round blustery winds that are so strong they can knock people down, and Magelleanic penguins (black-and-white, not orange-chested like those in “March of the Penguins”), you can dine at an asado. This is a traditional Argentine meal featuring huge slabs of roasted meat, lamb, chicken and chorizo sausage.
John stayed at the Patagonia Villa, which is a 10-minute walk from town and a good-sized double room is just $95 US.
For more information, visit www.argentinaturistica.com, then find “Tierra del Fuego” and click on “Ushuaia.”





