Puerto Williams - or: The End of the World

After a hearty breakfast with all sorts of homemade goodies (and for once there's even fruit!!), we set out to explore the small town. We quickly go through it and take a long walk along the coast to a small waterfall, walk back along the beach and find an old cannon machine. The landscape is breathtaking and we're almost alone. A truly peaceful village, this Puerto Williams, with very nice island residents and pleasantly cool air. But later, when the sun comes out, it gets really warm and we walk in t-shirts! We didn't expect that, it's even going to be 27 degrees in two days! And we were already afraid of not having enough warm clothes for the southernmost point of the trip. In the evening, we sit together in a (exclusively German!!) group in the hostel, one couple of which we already met on the ferry. The daughter of a German family even attended school in Salem, as her sweater reveals. Even though we are all completely different, it's a very nice evening and we learn, among other things, that the problem of martens in the attic can best be solved with radio music, what the difference between ADS and ADHD is, and where to find the best meat in Ushuaia.

The next day, we set off relatively early (or rather, put on our hiking boots) and climb 600m high to a beautiful viewpoint overlooking the Beagle Channel (which, by the way, was named after the ship of its discoverer Fitz Roy). But we continue walking the path further south, so with each step we reach the southernmost point we have ever reached and will probably ever reach. When we have the most beautiful view of the mountain range 'Dientes de Navarino' and the lagoons below, we have the southernmost cheese sandwich of our lives and then the journey back begins. From now on, it's only northwards and the journey home has begun.

Since there is unfortunately no other option than the $120 ferry crossing to Ushuaia, we book it and get ready for departure the next day. Instead of 9am, the bus leaves at 10am, but the weather is fantastic. Bright blue sky, sunshine, and the water couldn't be calmer. We drive 50km east by bus and board the 12-person boat that will take us to the opposite Argentine Ushuaia. We are fortunate to be able to enjoy the 30-minute ride outside. The mountains are reflected in the water and the sun shines with all its strength. The many houses of the nearly 60,000 inhabitants of the city keep getting bigger minute by minute, and the huge cruise ship in the harbor looks completely out of place. We dock, wait for the stamps in our passports, and have thus arrived at the last new place we will explore on this trip: Ushuaia on Tierra del Fuego Island. We are excited!