Our accommodation in Ushuaia was five-star. It was a lodge overlooking a mountain and we were on the edge. You could see the sea from the top and there was an amazing sunset amongst the misty hills that evening. There were all sorts of people – doctors, eye surgeons, traders and, of course, humble travel bloggers like me. There were couples with families, older single men and young new-age couples; we had a great mix of people. I, amongst them, must be the most casually dressed. Next morning, we did a town and park tour of Ushuaia. This was the best time to take photographs and capture the beauty of the place. But, by the evening, it had started to rain and a chilly wind started blowing all over the place. It was time to take the jackets and gloves out. Yes, sir, this was the first chill, the first feel of what the weather would be like as we headed closer to the magical white continent of Antarctica. The temperate was minus 3 that night and it was getting cold.