Deadhorse to Ushuaia

We bought tickets for the Sunday train between Rosario and Buenos Aires before we left Cordoba.  The trains are very infrequent and slow but...

Puerto Madryn was not entirely unlike being in Wales but we couldn't afford the exotic tea and "Welsh cake" here.  Having esca...

It feels rather curious.  But last night we did have the great pleasure of passing back through the (windy and godforsaken) town of Comodoro...

Our trip is now officially over.  We have reached Ushuaia, the farthest south point you can reach by road in the world.  We can tell because...

We escaped the route 5 to Elqui Valley, home of Chile's grape brandy Pisco and many observatories, purely by coincidence.  There we had ...

The title is a phrase we heard from a biker we met in Panama to describe the traveler's itch.  Over the last week we've certainly ha...

Cerro Rico (´Rich Hill´, the conquistadors were too overcome with lust for silver to get imaginative on the names) looms over the city of Po...