#wherewegoingman

The End of the Road, literally.  Just past Ushuaia the road enters the National Park, and then stops by this iconic signpost.

We have driven from the most northerly possible point in the world, to the most southerly - in 10 months, 26,000 miles, in a shaky old Tioga RV.

Not always an easy journey, but we made it!

What did we learn? I'm sure we all take something different from this journey. That often it's not the place that matters, it's the people you meet. That living in a space smaller than a regular bathroom is not always straightforward. The benefits of patience and compromise (sorry guys!!).

We visited incredible places, met amazing people and saw fantastic things. We ate wonderful food, drank local brews and experienced different cultures.

We did not kill each other.

We did not get murdered at the Mexican border.

Eddy did not break down catastrophically leaving us stranded in the middle of nowhere or (even worse) next to a rubbish dump in Peru.

We did not catch zika, malaria, dengue fever, or any of a host of other diseases that people told us to expect. (NB this excludes parasites).

We went through the statistically most likely place in the world to get yourself killed, and stayed in a brewery down the road from there for a couple of nights. 

We did not eat our emergency US Army Rations (chilli and macaroni, yum). Sorry Dan.

Thanks to our readers for taking an interest.

Thanks also to the naysayers for spurring us on,

And finally a big thanks to my fellow travellers. We did it. Love ya! x

Our last morning in Eddy was heralded by a beautiful sunrise. Emotions ran high as we did our final clean and finished packing our belongings, waiting for our purchasers - Germans living in Uruguay -to arrive.

We had arranged a deal with the guys whilst back in Buenos Aires - a fact which relieved some of the pressure for our final month in the country.

We celebrated Carol's birthday in the Dublin Pub in Ushuaia. Then in a restaurant for some very nice fish - and then back to the pub.

Dublin Pub became something of a home from home during our stint in the car park, with a great atmosphere and the wonderful Beagle Ales. We love the stout!

We finally reached our end destination, the world's most southerly city - Ushuaia! We were to stay here for a few days to await Eddy's buyers.

Surrounded by snow-capped mountains, and bounded by the Beagle Channel, this wind-swept place is beautiful, if somewhat subdued at this time of year, as it is slightly out of season.

Crossing the Magellan Straits into Tierra del Fuego.

Getting from Torres del Paine in Chile to Ushuaia - our final destination - involves crossing back into Argentina, heading south, going back into Chile to cross the Magellan Straits via a ferry, then crossing back into Argentina whilst in Tierra del Fuego.