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The last crossing from the Falklands to Ushuaia was very rough - the boat rocked and rolled in all directions - there were lots of people not around for lectures and the like. For most of the crossing the outer decks were closed, as the sea was too rough and spray was making the surfaces far too slippery. The ship seemed very cold today, in fact it seemed like the air conditioning was throwing out cold air - the temperature profile indicates how the temperature fell as the day went on (12th Feb).
As we neared land, though, the sea calmed and we could get outside and watch the birds again.
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It was the last night afloat, so we had the farewell dinner, providing another opportunity for the tie to get an airing. The ship slowed so that the dinner plates didn't go flying during dinner. The waiters had a little surprise up their sleeves, too, which I won't tell you, just in case you take the trip and they do it for you.
Ushuaia
Late in the evening, the ship stopped at the entrance to the Beagle Channel to pick up the pilot to guide use through to Ushuaia, and we arrived there early morning, anchored offshore until time to sail into dock.
The ship is not continuing on today, so we could leave baggage on board while we had a walking tour of the city. We had picked up a leaflet at the tourist information and followed it round.
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We bought some provisions in a supermarket to have for lunch - the original intention was to get back to the boat and eat there, but we ran late and found ourselves true to form and this time were last on the bus to the airport. While most went through to the departure lounge, we sat outside on a grass mound by the car park and ate lunch. In the sun, the view across Ushuaia was stunning.
The plane came --- and we went.
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