- Minbar in room
- Continental Breakfast
- Drycleaning onsite
- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Wireless internet connection in public areas
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... I finally asked the driver of another bus and he said that our bus stops at the bus terminal. So we walked back to the terminal (just a block or two) and got our bus. Heather's eagle eyes saved us on the local bus as she saw a small sign for our hostel and we asked the bus driver to stop and let us off. A jaunt through an abandoned grassy lot and over a small fence and we found our hostel!
The hostel looked brand new ...
... citadel reminiscent of Mykonos, was built in stages by the artist to resemble the mud nests created by the region's native honero birds, and became his home, artist studio and museum. PŠez Vilarů continued to add on to the structure, at times creating a room for a particular guest, and he later opened a section of Casapueblo to tourism as a hotel. The construction took 36 years to complete.
Only a very small portion of this labyrinth of a structure was open to ...
... parasol', even though it appears to be a perfectly reasonable Spanish word - 'para' = it stops, 'sol' = sun. It has infiltrated our language but instead they used the word 'sombrilla', which brings us on to another aspect of their language that has been annoying us, namely the frequent use of the ampersand symbol. Why oh why would you use the ampersand when your word for 'and' is only one letter long? We see it time and time again on ...
... have a look at the outdoor amateur tango, walk further to look at some good architecture before returning to our room via the supermarket for Coke and drinking water. Couldn’t find a lot on TV, but the free wi-fi was working in the room so Dianne could surf the net.
Sunday 27th February Montevideo – Punta del Este (Uruguay)
We have a 12 o’clock checkout, so have a good breakfast and head out toward the old city to do ...
... ensued. Thanking them again for the previous night, I introduced them to the Danes. All amicable and smooth, we progressed to taking about future plans. They were camping that night and heading east, further up the coast. Telling them on the off chance of meeting, that we would be out tonight at the marina. Knowing that this would likely be our last meeting, we bid farewell. It was sad to do so but that is, sadly, travel life.
As we walked up the peninsular, I posed against ...