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Trip Start
Oct 19, 2007
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Trip End
Ongoing
Colonia del Sacramento,
Uruguay
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Colonial from lighthouse perspective
. I end up at a mini kiosk/internet place and while Iīm sitting there at the computer some cop rolls in and asks me whatīs in my bag. What do you think ass stick, 40lbs of C4, a cesium beam atomic timing device, a roll of antrhax (does anthrax come in rolls?) and Santa Clausīs head. He finally tells me itīs fine and thank good fortune that I donīt have to start taking shit out of my bag. Head back to the boat place and I notice another protest is in progress. Buenos Aires is the most politically conscious place I have ever seen. People are holding banners and there is a fire in the street and cops are lined up and in riot gear and I decide to head inside and watch the chaos from a more safe vantage point in case some shit goes down. I get in line to board the boat and some ass munch tries to bud in front of me which is becoming a typical scenario in BA. People in BA are pretty rude and always trying to cut in front of me. Pretty tough coming from Brazil and going straight to BA as the people are much less friendly. I say something to the shithead to let him know I am in front of him (not that I care about boarding any sooner than I have to but just because I donīt want this dude to think he pulled one over on me) and he meagerly nods his head. The boat is hot as hell and I sweat more on the ride to Uruguay than Kobe Bryant during his rape trial. I arrive in Colonial del Sacramento which was declared an Unesco Heritage Site and is more or less intact from colonial times
Cops gettin ready fo battle
. I get some Uruguayian pesos which trade at 21:1 to the US $. Prices here are pretty crazy and a bit tough to get used to at first. This would be so much easier if they just divided everything by 10. But I love Uruguayian money as the bills are physically real big and since the denominations are so large you feel like a baller (that is until you realize a cheeseburger costs 40 pesos). Now my wallet is even more confusing than before but I find a place to exchange all my Reals which is neat. I wander around town and check out all the sites. I climb the stairs of this lighthouse that has been there since like the time fucking Moses was chilling on Mount Sinai (ok, not quite that old). This lighthouse must have been built for the Keebler Elves or someone like Dustin Hoffman because the stairway is fucking tiny. I hit my head really hard on the beam above the doorway leading to the top and I canīt believe I keep hitting my head on shit here, youīd think I would learn. Iīm going to suffer brain damage just from bumping my noggan on crap. The original city was completely surrounded by a wall but not much of the wall remains. The original gate still exists though and I realize if you remove the "e" from gate you get gat which I now realize has no significance whatsoever. I cantīt get over how enormous the chains are that were used to open and close the gate and I really canīt get over why I still have my shirt on as itīs flippin steaming here. I check out all the other semi non-interesting historical sites in town and even some sites that arenīt even considered sites but itīs a nice day and this town is quite unlike anything I have ever seen before (in a good way)
Me - top of lighthouse - Colonial
. Back at the hostel I take a shower and as I am shaving some guy opens the door slightly and I tell him I will be 1 minute and he starts counting down 60-59-58, wow what a tool job this dude is. Ok, why donīt you bust out some more of your grade school antics and at some point maybe youīll tell me Ernest Hemingway never drank and Iīll say "really" and then youīll tell me "Syke". Thatīll be fun.
I see two chicks in the courtyard below and after I get ready I head down there to talk to them. Not really how to go about this but the one girl Carolina speaks English very well so that makes things much easier. Both girls are from BA and we end up going out to get some drinks and Carolina has to do a bunch of translating as the other girl Vanessa doesnīt speak English for shit. Itīs a good time but I find out Vanessa wants to go to Montevideo but doesnīt want to go by herself and Carolina isnīt going (they just met at the hostel so itīs not like Carolina is ditching her friend) as she has been there before. I am actually going to Montevideo tomorrow and I tell Vanessa that if she wants to tag along with me she can. Man, I am very hesistant in doing this as I have never traveled to another city before with someone else on this trip. I have met people in other cities but never actually traveled with them
part of a wall
. I really really enjoy having the freedom in doing what I want and the freedom in determining when. But I figure Iīll be a nice guy and maybe itīll be a pleasant change to have someone to travel with even if just for a day or two. We tell Carolina weīll spend one day in Montevideo and then weīll hop a bus and meet her in some place called Piriapolis. Carolina cracks up at the thougt of us traveling together as she wonīt be there to translate and weīll have to find a way to communicate on our own. Later on while I am sleeping some dude gets up in the middle of the night and turns off the fan. What is up with these fan turning off assholes. Are they all inbred or something? I mean, they almost have to be.
Fin
