Today was an early start so after breakfast and packing the last of my things I said goodbye and thanked Pablo for hosting me. I had to take a collectivo to the port and luckily I gave myself plenty of time as only one collectivo came in 20 minutes. I made it to the port and the place was a mad house and the whole ferry across to Porvenir had been sold out. Luckily they had a second ferry going so I brought a ticket and waited 30 minutes for the departure. It turns out there was a huge festival happening in Porvenir and every man and his dog were trying to get over there. The Ferry ride was only two hours and to be honest I fell asleep the whole time, only awaking when we had arrived in Porvenir. I then took a bus into the small town and tried to ask the bus driver how to get to Rio Grande (Argentina) where I had a host for the night. He tried to explain and then after dropping most of the passengers off at the festival he dropped the bus off at the office and ever so kindly drove me in his car out to the road which was heading to Argentina. It was right on the waters edge and the cold winds were belting in so I prayed someone would pick me up. Unfortunately there was little to no traffic leaving Porvenir just loads of traffic coming in because of the festival. After 3 hours of standing in the freezing cold I had to go and find some warmth and figure out what the hell to do. I found an old building put all my warm clothes on and then walked into the city and stopped at a small corner store to ask a few questions. Conversing with my bad Spanish I found out about the festival and the unlikelihood of easily hitching a ride - I actually thought b***** it and that I would head back to Punta Arenas (the ferry returned at 8pm). As there were no buses from Porvenir I was stuck and had absolutely no way of getting to Ushuaia other then hitchiking. Feeling warmer and not wanting to give up yet I walked back out to the road and tried again - this time there was more traffic but after two more hours still no one had stopped. I was frozen again so decided to give up, as I was walking back I got the feeling that I shouldn't give up so easily and this might mean missing a great city in Ushuaia so I returned to the road and tried again. It would not have been 5 minutes and this Father and son pulled over in their 4wd and the thing was loaded - they moved a few bits and pieces and in I got. I worked out they were not going to Argentina but to a lake close to the boarder fishing and they would drop me off at the crossroads. They were really kind and I had a good chat with them before falling asleep. We arrived at the crossroads where the wind was even more intense but luckily there was a small shelter for me to hide in and I thanked them and said goodbye. It was past 5pm now and I was a little nervous about making it, I was literally out in the middle of nowhere hoping a car would not only drive past but be kind enough to pick me up and give me a lift. I worked out a routine of hiding in the shelter and periodically sticking my head out to look for traffic and when a car came passed - run out and put my thumb out. After an hour and about 3 passing cars I ran out and this lovely couple in their 4wd stopped and hear in started the most wonderful introduction to Argentina, its people and culture. There names were Martin and Celia and they were just returning from the festival in Porvenir; they were so kind from the word go - moving all there things so I could have a comfortable seat and offering me local pastries from their famous bakery. They were from Ushuaia and offered to take me the whole way which was about another 6 hours drive - I Ofcourse jumped at the opportunity and figured I would skip Rio Grande (the town half-way between) for the time being. It wasn't long before we came up to the boarder crossings and everything went through without a glitch. We drank the traditional Herba Mate and they introduced me too some very typical chocolate pastries and Danish type things from Ushuaia - I don't usually eat these things but I thought what the hell and indulged myself. Every little town or site we drove past we would stop have a look around and stretch our legs - it was really nice that they were not in a rush. About an hour out of Ushuaia we stopped in a small town where they wanted me to try the coffee and the bread - once again two things I don't usually drink or eat but with such gestures I didn't want to say no - so not only are they driving me 500km they are feeding me and introducing me to Arhentina. At this point I am just in awe of how kindly I am being treated and have a great feeling about Argentina already. Martin called my host for me in Ushuaia and told him I was arriving today (a day early) - it turned out he was at a traditional BBQ (Asado) so he gave Martin directions so that he could drop me off there. Driving along the mountain road into Ushuaia was truly magical with huge snow capped mountains and this ginormous lake; we stopped at a mirador and took in the view before continuing up the hill and taking fresh water from the mountain. We arrived in Ushuaia and I was taken to where the BBQ was happening; I thanked my new friends and got their contact details - the guy works doing helicopter tours in the middle of town so I said I would come down and see him during the week. I met my host Jose who is actually Colombian and was welcomed into the BBQ. There were about 30 people at the BBQ and the BBQ was stacked with chunks of lamb, chorizo, blood sausage and every other kind of meat you can imagine. It was the leaving party of a German guy who had been living here in Ushuaia. There were people from all around the world and not only could they all speak English they were all very friendly. The red wine and rum was flowing and it turns out I had arrived in perfect time as the meat had just finished cooking and was being passed around. The bbqs here just involve cooking loads of red meat and passing it around like finger food, there are definitely no salads and just tons upon tons of meat. I tried the delicious blood sausage, meat and chicken sausages and the slow cooked lamb which may have just been the tastiest lamb I have ever tried (6 hours on BBQ). I ate and ate and ate and this was good because it enabled me to drink more without getting drunk. At about 3am it was time to go out so we headed to a local club and I got my first look at a typical disco here and the beautiful women that occupied it. Even though i hadnt showered, i stunk, i was in old clothes, in need of a shave I stil met one gorgeous Argentinan girl and spent the night being taught to dance a typical Argentinian dance by her. i hung-out with her and her friends and was told a lot about Ushuaia. We partied well into the morning and only arrived back at Jose's house at 7 in morning.