Sunday evening (7pm Brasilia time)
May 6th, 2007
GPS: S54 47.494, W068 18.944
Ushuaia, Tierra del Fuego, Argentina
End of the world 

Today was a bit of a short day – all us boys found an Irish pub last night, and hit it up like, well, Irishmen.  

With pounding heads, we jumped into the car at 9:30 this morning in our own mini-quest to find the furthest south point we can drive to.  Our first attempt took us east of town on a little coastal road that our GPSs told us would take us where we wanted to go.  Unfortunately, the GPSs don't have things like fences with padlocks marked on them, so we were able to only go a short distance along that road.

Rob located another road on the other side of town, and this one went for quite a ways before we found ourselves in the Tierra del Fuego national park.  We hit the end of the road and hiked a short ways down a boardwalk.  Here we found our 'most southern point'.  Because Rob is a cheater and he ran, he was the first one there.  It's weird, though – here i am, the furthest south i've ever been and likely ever will be, and it still doesn't feel like i'm standing upside down.  Maybe that kicks in when you're on Antarctica.

Siesta time was compounded today because of it being Sunday and all, so our first choice of restaurant – a pizzeria – was shot down, and we found a little cafeteria where we sat and suffered silently.  Well, Justin never suffers anything silently.  The rest of us manned up and didn't whine.

We located a laundromat, but that, too, was closed.  Tomorrow's going to be a hugely busy day, between the bikes and packing and laundry.

Here's something I don't get.  I can understand, say, a bicycle or a power wheels or something coming with 'some assembly required'.  Our bikes cost quite a bit more than a bicycle.  Why do we still have to put it together?  That's lame.

It's going to be nice to finally have something to do.  

Ryan Noble
Ushuaia, Argentina