Hostal Los Arachanes
Travel Blogs from Cabo Polonio
Cabo Polonio 02. - 04.12.2012
... Die Halbinsel erhielt ihren Namen jedoch erst im 16. Jahrhundert. Namensgeber war Juan Díaz de Solís, der während seiner Expedition auf der Suche nach einem westlichen Seeweg nach Indien die Halbinsel im Januar des Jahres 1516 entdeckte und ihr den Namen „Cabo Apolonio“ („Apollo Kap“) gab. Daraus entstand im Laufe der Zeit der Name „Cabo Polonio“. Einem weiteren Teilnehmer dieser Expedition, Francisco de ...
Why see the world when you've got the beach?
... and their two little girls from Montevideo. The woman had started Uruguay's first free magazine detailing upcoming events when she was younger than we are now. The magazine made its profits mostly from Marlboro ads, but when Uruguay outlawed cigarette ads, it bankrupted (but she got out of it before that). Now she runs her own hostel in Montevideo. Another guest at the hostel said he worked in social policy for employment opportunities in Amsterdam now but had ...
Get away
... house...exactly like a garden shed with a bed in. But it is perfectly comfortable and our host very friendly. She keeps commenting to me in spanish to which I have to guess from the context and odd word I can catch what to reply with.....the reply typically is si, no or un poco. Some times I throw in a muy bien depending how confident I feel about the comment. Beautiful place and nice to have a change of ...
Salvador Los tortugas marinas!
... t be helped and we hoped for a better day the next day. Next day, Jasmina had left after her exciting day spent at the centre, and so the five of us re packed the car and went out for capture take two, via the obligatory stop at Carlito's house. The weather was much better, and the sea actually looked inviting which was an improvement (not to me, but to the guys who wanted to go into the water I'm sure it did). We got started straight away, spreading out the net on the sand ready to ...
A day out with the hippies
... of thinking that the beach and our end point was just over the next dune... And then the next dune and then the next dune. The beach when we finally got there was absolutely beautiful, completely empty except for being littered with dead sea lion and turtle carcasses. (kept thinking how perfect it would have been for the census). It was essentially a graveyard for the ocean. With each footstep in the scorching heat, the light bags we are carrying and two bananas we ...