This entry is being written from the bottom of the world. We made it to Ushuaia
(pron. oo-soo-AH-ya) which our ride from the airport referred to as the 'outermost
southernness' - it's the southernmost town in the world. We'll be getting on the
boat this afternoon and we're looking forward to that. (I have determined that I
WILL NOT be seasick - with luck reality won't intervene.) There's lots of snow on
the mountains, and temps are in the fifties (F) despite it being midsummer. Rudder
is officially in his late thirties, since today is his
birthday.
Merry whichever holiday you celebrate; Rudder and I wish
you a joyous, peaceful and prosperous new year, especially those for whom 2003 was
a bit bumpy.