The final leg of the journey was Punta Arenas nestled into the Straight of Magellan (named for Ferdinand Magellan who was the first explorer to round the tip of South America in 1520). Naturally the weather was colder at the tip of the continent, but the wind was what really did us gringos in. It's common for it to be around 80 miles per hour as it's the place where the currents/winds from the Atlantic and Pacific meet. Brrrr.
A shipwreck that was left there to serve as a monument to all of those who have perished in the Straight of Magellan:
The town of Punta Arenas. There can't be any tall buildings because of the wind:
The location on this pole closest to Punta Arenas is Antarctica:
The only living beings with enough layers to enjoy Punta Arenas are sheep. I was trying to take some pointers:
No really, even the sheep herder was as miserably cold as I was:
In Punta Arenas there is a beautiful old cemetery with GIGANTIC mausoleums:
The cemetery had huge rows of trees throughout to help cut down on the wind...it looked a little like Hogwarts during the Triwizard Tournament maze:
Many of the tombstones were very creative like this one:
The statue tribute to Magellan in the town square:
That's all for now! Bueno Bye!!
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