One more port at the farthest South city in the world before heading to Antarctica.
The port has grown since my last visit-or maybe it just seemed like a sleepy city before because it was Christmas Day. I took a tour called Flavors at the End of the World, and it was great. We walked up to the main shopping area and made stops at a wine shop for a wine tasting and individual charcuterie plates, a restaurant with a sampling of local foods, and a chocolate shop with excellent chocolates.



Ushuaia was originally a town that held a prison that made certain escape wasn’t an option. They have a sense of humor about it, shown by the cops chasing the escapee who is trying to climb out of the window above.
By the way, there is a Hard Rock Cafe in town. American commerce infiltrates everywhere.
I did a little shopping ( of COURSE I need a hat and a t-shirt that brags about Antarctica) and on the way back to the ship discovered a local crafts market. Always attracted to shiny things-I must be part raven-I ended up buying a beautiful ring from the man who created it. He even resized it for me while I waited. He and his wife were so gracious, and we managed to communicate with a translation app despite not sharing a common language. No matter where I go in the world, I always seem to find kindness.