"We're travellers, not tourists mum!"

Trip Start Sep 03, 2011
Trip End Jun 04, 2012

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Saturday, November 19, 2011

Uruguay has been a place for us to stop and truly just plonk ourselves down and relax. No high expectations, just a place for Campbell to get ready for his exams (so maybe not as relaxed for him) and us to just veg out.

After the "mugging" incident we are a bit more cautious but totally enjoying the atmosphere. At the moment it is 8.49pm, Saturday evening and it is still just a little bit light, the drum parade is being led down the road by a lineup of salsa dancing local girls, 200 metres away is Las Ramblas that runs along the waterfront with lovely cool breezes blowing into the boys bedroom window.

At the market the other day I stopped to look at a colourful beaded necklace and in trying to get Hannah to stop and look commented on the jewellery, Hannah keeps walking and says "mum, we can get those anywhere, we're travellers not tourists!". Ah still I like the necklace though, but I have enough trinkets now. But it got me thinking, I have always aspired to be a sophisticated world traveller like my sister in law Shannon but I guess there is that distinction between the "yes, I know what I'm doing and always look good confident traveller that glides through immigration and knows the historical significance of the view before them" and then there is the  "photo snapping, bumbling tourist that bounces from tourist site to tourist site asking in a loud voice so what am I looking at?".
I would hope that I'm in between, taking my photos, trying not to look to ignorant as I read the information panels yet still bouncing as my kids tell me to pay attention and "hurry up mum!". lol

I have mentioned the Ramblas, the 10 km stretch of waterfront that allows you to "ramble" along it by foot or bike. It looks out into where the Atlantic Ocean meets the Rio Plata. It is not the prettiest body of water as there is alot of silt that causes a bluey brown outlook onto the water. But except for siesta time in the middle of the day it is frequented by walkers, runners, strollers, people going to and from work and school and couples. The couples are funny, especially the ones that are middle aged in parked in their cars, you would think they had homes to go to? Oh maybe not ... The kids and I have been walking, running and cycling along the Ramblas in the mornings and it has felt great, we are actually getting tans and our skin, if not a little sunburnt, is feeling alot more healthier.

Call me squeamish, for those of you who have travelled SE Asia, you will know of the requirement in some hotels and establishments to place your waste toilet paper not in the toilet when you are finished but in a bin beside the toilet. I have never been fond of this practice but understand the need not to clog up the toilet with "tp" (I had the unfortunate experience of a blocked toilet overflowing in SLC, a plunger, a mop and lots of disinfectant, it wasn't pretty!!!) Anyways in the apartment we are in, we have to continue this practice, there is a "bidet" which I still haven't brought myself around to use, but I am in constant turmoil at the thought of using the toilet and having to do this, yes I am such a girl who has lived with total indoor plumbing all my life. My family has comes to terms with this practice but hey I do not want to be paying a bill to have a plumber come and unblock the sewer system either, I can do this!

Tonight I finally cooked, and it has been a while. Andrew has cooked dinner since I have been here, he is such a "sweetie" (pda) but it was my turn, so I cooked a creamy chicken and chorizo pasta dish and salad. We are sufficiently filled and the kids cleaned up as usual.

Campbell has his last exam on Monday then we are going to organise going up to Colonia, the place where the Portuguese settled which is a day trip and seeing if we can book tickets to catch a ferry across to Buenos Aires, apparently it is the Paris of South America and is a must see.

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Shannon on

Hey I love reading your blog Tina- There is always someone who appears to be more confident- less awestruck- more informed- better dressed- less awkward and just doing the whole traveller/tourist thing better than yourself- every new place and situation turns us all into bumblers, that is part of the fun This is your trip, your set of memories, your experiences to re-live forever- if you want to stop and look , gawk, photograph stuff and buy trinkets, do it! I love you guys- xxxx By the way I sympathise with the toilet stuff :)

rnf2 on

Heh, I have a DSLR... i don;t care if I look the tourist... never mind I'm living here for a YEAR, just wander along with my camera and tripod and take as many pics as I feel like...

You only live so ling, enjoy the time you have! Who cares if others stare... it's THEIR problem, not yours!

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