Mmm... let´s rather go East into Uruguay
Trip Start
Dec 15, 2008
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Trip End
Jan 16, 2008
As expected we were dropped off at daybreak on the side of the road, while the rest of the passengers were still asleep. Naturally, we were at the mercy of taxis to take us into town and hence punished with a hefty fare.
After getting dropped off nowhere near our departure point, we found the border post and waited for it to open. Nobody in this town speaks anything that even comes close to English - our trip thus far has been one long spell of charades.
After the river crossing on a small boat we were welcomed in Uruguay with a "Everyone in welcome except for Foot and Mouth"- being an indicator that beef is big in these parts too. Wendy did not take kind to my reference that she could be classified as foot and mouth considering the amount of walking and talking over the past couple of days.
Accommodation once again took the form of walk to the other side of town and inspect ever establishment along the way. We of course settled on the one we saw first which is apparently the oldest hotel in Uruguay with a couple of famous visitors having stayed there. After estimating the age of some of the plumbing, I guess one of their guests must have been Julius Caesar.
At one stage I saw a thermometer sitting at 38ēc, at this temperature there is only one thing to do - find the largest ice cream you can and have it for lunch. Salto is also famous for their Hot Springs - an idea I would not entertain until at least 7pm.
After getting dropped off nowhere near our departure point, we found the border post and waited for it to open. Nobody in this town speaks anything that even comes close to English - our trip thus far has been one long spell of charades.
After the river crossing on a small boat we were welcomed in Uruguay with a "Everyone in welcome except for Foot and Mouth"- being an indicator that beef is big in these parts too. Wendy did not take kind to my reference that she could be classified as foot and mouth considering the amount of walking and talking over the past couple of days.
Accommodation once again took the form of walk to the other side of town and inspect ever establishment along the way. We of course settled on the one we saw first which is apparently the oldest hotel in Uruguay with a couple of famous visitors having stayed there. After estimating the age of some of the plumbing, I guess one of their guests must have been Julius Caesar.
At one stage I saw a thermometer sitting at 38ēc, at this temperature there is only one thing to do - find the largest ice cream you can and have it for lunch. Salto is also famous for their Hot Springs - an idea I would not entertain until at least 7pm.

