Fool who has arrived there and has not wanted to take a boat trip on the Beagle Channel. And more foolish one who does not realize that the currents in these latitudes are tremendous. And it is that the trip can become an amusement park, which means that in our “idyllic promenade”, stomach fluids were expelled by more than half of the passengers, affecting the other half ostensibly. After the trip, we understood why the cafeteria service was included in the price of the ticket: I didn't eat even God!
We also understood that we had to pay for everything, or almost, and our budget was hit hard. We pay to take the taxi to climb the Martial Glacier, we pay to use the chairlift to cross it, and we also pay to walk to the summit.
At Tierra del Fuego Park -where you also have to pay, of course-, we reached the end of American roads, we learned of the damage caused by beavers (invasive species) in this environment, and we became friends with a fox, who was at our side at a critical moment in which we thought we were abandoned by the driver of the last park bus.