Terra Del Fuego

Terra Dal Fuego Ushuaia the southernmost town in Argentine when I dreamt of going there, we got around about on sturdy horses herding sheep with Portuguese immigrants, islands protect Terra Del Fuego from worst of the oceans meet, and it is called the roaring forties. Now it is a modern town no horse manure in the road the smell of wet wool has gone too yachts moored in the harbour they sail the Magellan Strait thus avoiding the duel where two giant oceans meet Ushuaia was the end of the world no one came here except weird people and no temperature difference between the seasons, yet no it is bustling with would be sailors with rolling gait suited for a heaving deck, but they can wait for calmer weather; the amateur sailors wore a captain’s cap and blue blazers with shiny buttons on almost a sonnet