Hotel San Rafael
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... as hoping for a break in the clouds to see
the sunset from the point/beach/yacht club, back over the bridge on the river
bank south of town. There was a huge procession of cars heading that way too
and we were in for a treat – the cloud made it spectacular.
Back to the super for a beer and a stack of Stax for dinner –
at over £2 a pop I just have to stop!
... could and enjoyed the set. The toilet experience was possibly even worse than a hole in the ground situation. I dont think festival living would be for me. Drinks were shockingly expensive and vodka came on the rocks, I quickly passed mine to Jack as it was dire tasting stuff. We danced for a while and then all of a sudden Fatboy had finished at a rather early time of 11.20! Our bus back to Punta wasnt until 1.30am!! The next dj wasnt very good, if you are going to follow ...
... lets hope something positive comes out of tomorrow! In the afternoon we headed out with the other couple to do some cycling. Next door has a free cycle hire place and we rode off to go exploring. Then David (who is Norwegian) got a puncture so we had to turn back, which proved quite fortunate as the weather turned again and it poured it down. We were rather wet pretty quickly. After dropping off the bikes we went to the hostel to change in ...
... the accessible window blinds in the doors met with disapproving looks from those watching movies.
The movie selection was pretty good, with most of the Oscar nominations featured. Five movies can break up a 14-hour flight pretty well, but we were still feeling pretty shattered when we finally cleared immigration after passport chip hassles, and customs after a long wait for the bags, which we had checked in pretty early, and so went to the bottom of ...
... to quickly pass. My shirt was dry now but a stain from the coke was visible. Was everything conspiring against me in this country? At three o’clock, I managed to board the bus. Soon I drifted off but awoke shortly before we got to Colonia. As with all my other Uruguayan bus rides, there were no fellow backpackers and it looked like they were better informed than me.
The time was just after 5 o’clock at the Colonia Bus Station (on Avenida FD Roosevelt) ...