Once upon a time, a ship load of prisoners were sent to the end of the world to serve their sentences.
No I’m not talking about Australia, I’m retelling how Ushuaia became a city (though it’s a kind of similar story, don’t you think?).
The Argentine prisoners were not so lucky to arrive in the coldest, darkest, most isolated settlement of Ushuaia.
I can’t imagine how freezing it must have been here during a proper Antarctic winter.
Or maybe I can … it would explain my shocked face!
The prison was built in the shape of an intergalactic space station. (Well, sort of.)
Today, only one of the five wings remains in its original state as a prison.
After the building stopped being a prison, it became a naval base. And after that, a maritime museum – as it is today.
You can wander around the other wings to find out about the naval base and shipwrecks.
But I was most interested in the history about prison life here.
If you were an Argentine prisoner in the early 1900s, this is what you woke up to each morning.
Seems like whoever designed the inmates’ uniforms was a Boca fan.
Danny poses as an unusually happy inmate.
^ That’s a toilet in case you were wondering ^
After a walk down Ushuaia’s history, I was happy to escape the prison as a free woman.
And enjoyed a romantic walk by the lake at dusk.
Does it still count as romantic when the boy is talking on the phone during the entire walk? :p
It’s so beautiful and peaceful here.
I didn’t think I would have enjoyed this cold isolated city as much as I have, but there is something magical about Ushuaia.
What do you think of that for an evening walk home?! It puts a smile on my face just scrolling back through these photos. Buenos noches