Joan Miro Hotel
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Today was a glorious cloudless one, and being on the move a lot at the minute we decided on claiming it as a Lazy Beach Day. With Patagonia in sight beach days are going to become a thing of the past for the forseeable future. This is the hottest it's felt since Rio. Inbetween the sun worship I managed to fit in a pretty short interval run along the beach and a couple of dips ...
Had an ok night, except for a spider crawling all over me,
but was till happy there was plentiful good strong coffee but the rest of the
breakfast pretty blah!
Got the 9.45, thankful the rain stopped for the 10 min walk
to the bus station, to Montevideo and changed for Carmelo. My plans for the
loading up on dollars were thwarted by a defective ATM but thankfully the ...
... can officially check "learn how to surf" off the ol' bucket list.
We managed to squeeze in a horse ride along the beach at dusk. We signed our lives away, jumped on the saddles, and trailed off into the sunset. With only 4 of us in the group, the owner of the horses pretty much let us ride the horses as fast as we desired. We squeezed a stop in the forest to share a couple bottles of tannat, the national, high tannin red wine, before ...
... It took us through the whole town. We walked for about 3 hours and saw the highlights this city had to offer.
To be honest, if you had blindfolded me and put me somewhere in Punta del Este and then had taken the blindfold off, I would have guessed we could have been in Miami, or Fort Lauderdale, or even Scheveningen. Punta del Este had none of the typical South American charm that Montevideo or Buenos Aires had. It was a nice (and expensive!) place, ...
... in search of my adventurous boyfriend. Bruised, frustrated and tired we eventually watched the sunset from a balcony in the mansion. When it was time to go, we struggled to find a bus or a taxi that would take us back to town, in the end we walked the entire highway and found a little town from which we got an expensive taxi (it was a Mercedes) back home! Well Done Tom!
Now there’s always two sides to every story and this is why we ...