3/16/10: Ushuaia, Argentina
For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to go to Antarctica. Granted, my memory isn’t great and I don’t remember much of anything before we were in Australia last month. But the point is, I’ve really wanted to go to Antarctica for at least a month, no matter the cost.
$5,000 per person for a five-day cruise?!?! Ok, so the cost does matter a little. Zhou and I agreed that we would not worry about it until we got to Ushuaia, and then we would look for any good last-minute deals. I agreed with myself that if we could find something for $2,000 or less, we would do it. I knew it was a long shot and I knew it was still out of our price range, but the most important thing I knew was that it’s Antarctica!
So today we went window shopping for ridiculously high-priced cruises. Well, first we warmed ourselves up by going window shopping for somewhat overpriced patches to sew over a hole in Zhou’s pack. We eventually found one and – wait, this is where I’m confused. If you go window shopping then decide to make a purchase, is it still considered window shopping? Many of you can tell by my wardrobe that I’ve never actually gone shopping at all, so hopefully you’ll excuse me for my naivete. Anyway, we bought a patch for Zhou so I was hopeful that we’d buy a cruise for me.
After walking up and down the main street, we were left with one option – a travel agency advertised a special cruise price of only 3,300. We had been told earlier that someone had seen a cruise being advertised for $3,300, but this particular one didn’t specify a currency. At about 3.8 pesos to the dollar, if this was in pesos, we were in business. If there was a small child tagging along, I would have told him not to get his hopes up. Me, I had my hopes up.
We waited for what felt like an hour for the only worker in the room to free up, and in about three seconds we had the news we needed. The price was in dollars. Not only that, but there must have been a plethora of wealthy travelers in the city, because there was a long waitlist of hopefuls trying to get on the last cruise of the season.
It looks like my quest to visit all seven continents in less than seven months will have to wait until we strike it rich. (It will be easy to afford the trip after I write my bestseller, win my Oscar and top the Billboard charts with my hit single. The only problem then is I will be working hard to win a green jacket at Augusta, so traveling will be tricky.) It’s a bit hard to swallow now, but I’ve thought of something that has made it a lot easier. Zhou and I will definitely be going to Antarctica someday. Rather than do it by ourselves, you should come too!
Picture of the Day: It seemed a bit odd to find a Flintstone-mobile in Ushuaia, so I thought I’d further confuse the situation by chewing on bread while driving.