Tuesday, March 10We spent our final day in Punta Arenas exploring the city and the various craft markets around the city square. Everywhere were carvings and jewelry made form Lapis Lazuli, an exotic blue stone for which Chile is well known. Daniel and I collected some gifts for everyone at home before making our way to the hill overlooking the city of Punta Arenas. From up above the city we could see a rainbow of houses painted in bright vibrant colors. The Straight of Magellan lay beyond the sprawling streets teeming with cruise ships and fishing vessels. It was here that we truly felt as though we were at the bottom of the world. It was as if the world really was flat and that beyond the hills of Tierra del Fuego and the Straight of Magellan the edge of the earth fell off into Space. What an awe-inspiring and humbling feeling.
Back down in the center of the city we found a diner type restarant called La Luna where Daniel 
had his first experience with Chupe de Jaibas. Chupe de jaibas is a typical Chilean stew with crab baked in the oven to form a golden brown crust. I absolutely love chupe and Daniel had the same reaction. It is so rich with large chunks of crab meat that it is almost impossible not to enjoy.
had his first experience with Chupe de Jaibas. Chupe de jaibas is a typical Chilean stew with crab baked in the oven to form a golden brown crust. I absolutely love chupe and Daniel had the same reaction. It is so rich with large chunks of crab meat that it is almost impossible not to enjoy.After lunch we strolled down to the costanera to get a better look at the shores on the Straight of Magellan. It was almost time to head to the airport, and we didn’t want to miss our opportunity to experience the Straight up close and personal. Gray sand ran into the blue waters and as we approached the shore a cool breeze kicked up. The wind was coming from the south today, which meant it was running directly off of the Antarctic Peninsula into 
Tierra del Fuego. I brushed my hands through the water to see if it compared to the waters in Boston, and oddly enough it did. The temperature was somewhere between Boston and Maine, which means very cold. We sat on the beach contemplating whether or not we were in the Atlantic or Pacific Ocean, and settled on the concept that we were in neither. The real answer…the world may never know.
Tierra del Fuego. I brushed my hands through the water to see if it compared to the waters in Boston, and oddly enough it did. The temperature was somewhere between Boston and Maine, which means very cold. We sat on the beach contemplating whether or not we were in the Atlantic or Pacific Ocean, and settled on the concept that we were in neither. The real answer…the world may never know.
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