We hadn't actually planned our arrival in Ushuaia and rode about aimlessly, hoping we would find somewhere to stay. As has become the norm on this trip, a helpful stranger with a liking for bikes appeared in a minibus and told us to follow him. Having learnt that this is usually the way we fall on our feet, we followed him through the city to a hostel. Unfortunately the hostel was full but after a chat with him we spotted another one further up the road that we could park the bike at. A Michael Caine look-alike showed us to our room and then never stopped talking to whoever would listen to him the whole time we stayed were there. Sometimes it has been helpful that our Spanish is limited.
The next morning we took our huge pile of laundry to be serviced for first time in three weeks, hoping it would wash away the grim smell of plasticine that came from the laundry hand soap we had been using. As we made our way back to the hostel, Byron decided that some of the power issues we'd been having with the bike might
Amazing view of Perito Moreno glacierbe to do with the ignition and asked Isabel for a hand to check it out. As she unscrewed the front light a small package sat in there that she thought were spare screws. She couldn't have been more wrong as Byron took it out, got onto one knee and asked her to marry him!
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