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Trip Start Apr 05, 2010
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When arriving in Montevideo, James and I looked a little lost, but for the 2 times we looked up to find streetsigns, within 5 seconds somebody walked up to us and asked if we need help. Montevideo, you impressed me!Also at night children were playing in the streets, which made us feel very safe.
One night we went out to watch the beautiful sunset, while our host was taking a nap. After the sunset we headed to the supermercado to buy some things to surprise our host the next morning with her birthday.
The question I get most often on the road, next to what I think of the asker's country, is if anything bad ever happened to me while traveling, and if I feel unsafe often. Funny thing is that everybody considers the other countries more unsafe than their own.
Honestly, no, I feel safe, I feel like I am gaging all the time. The only moment I felt unsafe was maybe in Puno, Peru, when I was walking home. But then I wear my hoody with my head down, so people don't see I am a gringo. I probably had no reason to feel like that, but I just did and trusted my instinct there. And I am also careful in places where I hear many warnings about, of course.
Then again, our neighborhood in Montevideo was about the safest feeling as it could get.
But, when we arrived to the apartment after the sunset ans supermarket, the window of the door was broken
We walked up to the 3rd floor, and noticed also blood on the door of our host. Luckily we had locked the door (of course, but still, luckily), and she was still sleeping.So what had happened?
When Alejandra woke up she asked the others in the apartment, all being in the hallway talking about the events. The story is that a junkie was running from the police, jumped the fence to the 'safety cage' of the building, used his motorcycle helmet to break the glass of the second, and then ran up the stairs knocking on all doors trying to get in, bleeding heavenly apparently. I don't know if this is the true story, but this is what the people were telling each other. LUCKILY all doors were locked and nobody opened the door and the police snatched him.Scary!! And the first time something like this ever happens here. Things can just happen everywhere, anytime.Good we didn't come home straight after the sunset... Thank god our host had her birthday the next day.
So anyways, our general impression of these days were very very good, so I don't want to close off this blog entry with this story, as it would give a distorted vibe of how Montevideo was for me.Let me tell you the oddest sight here..
We had a great time, enjoying boardwalk walks, a photo-exhibition in the park, pedaling boats, delicious empanadas (the perfect snack!) and great company.
A funny anekdote about empanadas, if you order them, they are simply stuffed dough, so they have 'codes' to recognise which one has which filling, very smart and handy! (see picture)
So with this, James and I embark on the boat to Buenos Aires!