Hotel A Saint Etienne
Travel Blogs from Punta del Este
... 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!
... I found the Alberino particularly to my taste,full bodied and fruity and I could easily have finished the bottle!
When I was finished I actually thought that I had learned something really useful and I don't think I will ever look at olive oil in the same way again! The experience at Colinas de Garzon restored some faith in me that these types of tours could deliver to such a point that I would actually return home and actively try to seek out Uruguayan Olive Oil on my supermarket shelves!
... the museum, because we didn’t want to spend the afternoon in there when the weather was so nice, and we had paid for the scooter. So we looked around the outside for a bit, and then headed back. Before going back to the highway, we drove out onto a point overlooking the ocean that has a circular drive around it. We parked there for a few minutes and took some pictures, and also bought a few small gifts from some people with tables set up there.
Once back in Punta ...
... from December to Febuary. This is when the place really comes alive - Most of Buenos Aires head here and most of Uruguay for the summer vacations. I arrived before the infux was underway and was amazed at how nice the place was. Was a beautiful drive along the coast and was a very beautiful day so I was very glad I changed my plans. I visited many of the ...
... the other hostel owner (where I should have stayed), would pick me and the Argentinian girls at 10 a.m. So at 9 a.m. I dragged my poor shelf up and got ready. Staring in the mirror my appearance looked pretty ‘fresh’ and did not reassemble a man out all night. Upon finishing in my room, my glance went towards the Chilean trio. Thankfully we had embraced and said farewell a few hours back as they were sound asleep.
With my bag in hand, I headed downstairs. Here ...