Don Antonio Posada
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
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During the time the Folks were in South America with me, we went to Uruguay for a few days too. Daddy and I stepped off the ferry at the same time, so that we couldn't compete as to who got there first, as we usually do. I did have the rest of South America on him, so I was happy to do so! :)
We stayed in Colonia de Sacramento for two days and one night. It's a small, quiet town, the old part that we saw anyway. There are old, classic cars scattered throughout ...
... their eagerness to help and their old-fashioned politeness; the wonderful steak, the totally underrated wine and the magical displays from Mother Nature at her best, from birds to fireflies to spectacular lightning storms and rumbling thunder that shook the cottage to its foundations. There’s something for most discerning travellers here. Whether you are a bird fancier or are more partial to a nice thick piece of meat, Colonia is highly ...
... as many sights of the town as we could, but we needn't have bothered - we'd seen all of the old colonial city by 11am (it helped that everything was closed - it appears that Colonia doesn't wake until mid-arvo) and, stumped by what to do next, enjoyed an ice-cold beer in the warm sun! We spent the rest of the day wandering the old town and the new in spectacular weather, before lazing in the sun on the roof of the hostel. That afternoon we ...
... through the quiet, emptied streets we hear the call "de donde son" from the other side of the street. We ignore this as who knows who this person is talking to, but yes it's us. No hello or anything just where are you from. Happens all the time, but undeterred from our ignoring this guy runs up to us and repeats "de donde son?" Before we can answer he asks in English. He seems ok so we answer and he asks us a couple of questions ...
... is something reminiscent of Halloweentown. The cobblestone streets, omnipresent breeze, and deserted beaches left us to feel as though we had stumbled upon a ghost town. And when you're in a ghost town, the rules of reality don't seem to apply.
... Which is how we ended up stranded on a pile of rocks, 25 feet out from the shore, with ink stained hands and broken bottle of wine. After trying to tour a winery that was closed for ...