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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 ...
... off early to the hotel as I have no desire to eat with 50 people in a purpose built "herd" restaurant for bus groups, this spares me the agony of another 4 hours of "free time" with the group and thus saving my sanity I arrive at my hotel only mildly damaged by the experience.
Colinas de Garzon
I have been on many many "factory tours" or "how we make this" tours in all corners of the globe.It is the one thing that all countries do to try and show visitors a ...
... us, and we all visited for a while, watching the die-hards still dancing.
Doris had told us earlier that, after the workshop, many people would stay and dance until around 1AM, after which anyone left was invited to her house for a party. But by around 11:30, we were worn out from the day. So we had the hotel clerk call our taxi driver to come back and pick us up, and said goodnight to Adolfo and Inez. We got back to our room just after midnight, and very shortly crashed for the ...
... of ....nothing! Apart from the big cities of the north, Argentina really is a big emply space with seemingly tiny pockets of habitation dotted here and there. All went to plan until we hit the outskirts of Buenos Aires and the morning rush hour gradually ate away at our 1.5 hours transfer time. By 9am we'd just about given up hope of catching the ferry as we were still nowhere near any recognisable landmarks of the city centre, when we ...
... to my attention).
As the German had such a unique complexion, I could not tell if she was blushing or not. We continued to flirt as I asked how to contact her. “I have Facebook but my search settings are turned off. I will change them.” With that I gave her my phone to put in her name. “If you are around in the next few days, I will give you a shout for a coffee,” I added. She smiled again.
With the ferry doors finally opening, ...