Dan Leif the Grand Inquisitor: What’s up, Captain Yoohoo Skybox?

Dan Leif the Responder: That’s not my name.

Grand Inquisitor: Should be.

Responder: Why?

Inquisitor: Cause you gots tables for feet.

Responder: Okay. So this is going to be one of those blog posts that don’t make sense.

Inquisitor: No, no. Calm down. Just setting the mood, you know? So, where are you? I’m dyyyyying to know.

Responder: Was that sarcasm?

Inquisitor: Sure.

Responder: Fine, well…

Inquisitor: TABLE SARCASM!!

Responder: What?

Inquisitor: You just got slammed, boy. Now, really, where you at?

Responder: I’m down in a city called Ushuaia, which is actually the most southern city in the world.

Inquisitor: Um, Antarctica is the most southern city in the world.

Responder: Antarctica is a continent.

Inquisitor: Table time!

Responder: I’ll just ignore that and talk about Ushuaia. It’s in Tierra del Fuego, a group of islands off the southern tip of continental South America. To get here I took a bus that drove onto a ferry and then crossed the Strait of Magellan, and as we sailed away I stood on the back of the boat and saw the continent get farther and farther away and really felt like I was going down to the bottom of the world. Then these dolphin-like things started jumping out of the water near the boat. I had one of those moments where I was just like, “Damn. I’m so happy I went on this trip.”

Inquisitor: I’m so happy you just stopped talking. So what’s Ushuaia like? Full of people wondering what the hell they’re doing so far from everything important?

Responder: No. It’s a real nice place. Right on the ocean, on a body of water called the Beagle Channel. Mountains behind it. Lots of good hiking. Look…

Inquisitor: Great. Really great. One time I went to the most southern city on Curtain Head.

Responder: On Curtain Head?

Inquisitor: Yeah, it’s a planet where everyone has curtains for heads.

Responder: Listen. You’re wasting everyone’s time.

Inquisitor: You’re wasting your time not going there. Free beer all day. And no one has to worry about getting sun in their eyes.

Responder: Oh. Cause they have curtains for heads?

Inquisitor: No. Because the sun is MADE from their eyes. It’s a double negative!

Responder: All right. So the real great thing about Ushuaia has been the people I’ve met. I ended up not getting into the hostel I wanted to…

Inquisitor: Cause you have tables for feet…

Responder: So I went to this random one I had a flier for and ended up meeting some really cool people from all over — Italians, Belgians, Dutch, a 64-year-old New Zealander who has more stories about life than anyone I’ve ever met. We’ve done a lot of hiking together and then made a lot of really good food every night for real cheap at the hostel.

Inquisitor: I have something to say.

Responder: I’d rather you not say things any more.

Inquisitor: CHILDREN!!!!

Responder: Jesus. Here are pics of some good folks.

Inquisitor: Those pictures reminded me of when I was captain of a watercraft in Woody Harrelson’s brain.

Responder: You’ve really kind of lost it, huh? You’re not even asking questions.

Inquisitor: You ask the questions. I’m going to watch that show Night Court.

Responder: All right…

Inquisitor: Night Court on Ice!!!!!

Responder: Um, so to anyone reading still: I’m staying in Tierra del Fuego probably for another week. It’s supposed to start raining a lot, but I’m actually looking forward to that. There’s something about being down at the bottom of the world in really dreary weather that seems appealing in an adventurous way.

Inquisitor: The really tall bailiff just did a triple axle!

Responder: Anyway. One more picture. It’s from a hike I did today and is one of my favorite shots of the trip so far…