Moving on to Argentina
Ushuaia, Argentina, South America I got up and got all my stuff packed together at the hostel. I went downstairs to have breakfast, but the only thing that was there was a plate of stale bread that had clearly been left there since yesterday, and some marmalade that was in an open jar that had never seen the inside of a refrigerator. I didn’t eat anything. I was also supposed to get the help of the owner to call me…