Trip Start Apr 20, 2008
Trip End Aug 15, 2010

Loading Map
Map your own trip!
Map Options
Show trip route
Hide lines

Flag of Uruguay  ,
Tuesday, July 8, 2008

So from Buenos Aires it´s a quick one hour ferry ride to Uruguay, this was by far the easiest border crossing I have done, as one boards the ferry one hands over the passport, stamp and then the Argentian official hands the passport over to the Urugauyan offical... brilliant!!
I arrived in Colonia at around 8pm and did have plans of staying in and being a bum. However my room mate Fernando, a Uruguayian from a place called Paysandu convinced me otherwise. Fernando is studying
engineering and is Colonia on a work placement. He said we should go and walk around the historical area of Colonia and I have to say that I am so glad that I did. It is a beautiful town and even more beautiful by night. The cobblestone streets and old houses are light by dim yellow lights, more like lanterns really and the place has an awesome atmosphere. It had been an unseasonally warm day and the night was too. It was a Saturday night so the place was alive with people, restaurants had set up outside and live bands were playing local tunes, it was
gorgeous. After my tour we had a beer and then I went back to the hostel.
In the morning we went walking around the same area so I could see it in the light and take some photos. Fernando, like so many other Uruguaians had his matte with him. They´re even more into it than the Argentinians... apparently it is an aquired taste but personally I think it tastes like drinking tobacco.. it does give one a bit of a buzzz though... very high in caffeine. I cant remember if I have talked about what matte is? At the risk of repeating myself matte
is type of herb, a special matte cup is packed full of the herb and then hot water is poured on it, you then drink the water through a sort of straw that has little holes in the end so you only get the water.
When the water has been drunk the cup is refilled.. until one has finished a whole termos full of water... thats a lot of matte! its very common to see people in the strteets, in the mall... at the bus station carrying their matte cup and their thermos around.

 Anyway back to Colonia, this is one of the oldest towns in Uruguay, originally founded by the Portugese to smuggle goods across from Buenos Aires. The river that separates Buenos Aires from Uruguay isthe widest river in the world and looking at it you would swear it was the sea and it kind of is, if you look at a map theres a line and one side is sea and one side is the river. The town was surrounded by a big wall which there are some remains of. After wandering around the Barrio Historico and around the port we went back to the hostel and grabbed some bikes. We rode along the coast past the port and past a whole lot of small beaches. This town would be a superb place to visit in summer. On the outskirts of town there is an old abandoned bull fighting ring that is
unfortunately out of bounds as it is falling apart.

On the way back we stopped at a parilla, a traditional Uruguayian barbeque and here we ate meat. Well sort of... the Uruguayans eat just as much if not more meat than the Argentinians and a meal often consists of just meat. When the food came I was a little surprised to find that it encompassed so many parts of the cow, blood sausage,
tripe, kidney and some sausage and ´normal meat´. I did try everything, albeit tiny tiny bits and the only thing I spat out was the tripe... because it truly was disgusting..

 After lunch it was time for me to board a bus for Montevidoe, the capital city. Fernando had set me up to stay with his sister who met me along with her friend Nicholas at the bus terminal. I had seen a photo so luckily I found them easily enough. It was so nice to get to a new place and not to have to instantly get out the map and try to work out
where to going, Silvana and Nicholas even insisted on carrying my bags for me which was the biggest luxury ever!!! Silvana was absolutely lovely and we along great. We went back to her apartment which is right in the heart of the city at Plaza independencia in a beautiful historic buiilding called Palacio Salvo which was once the tallest building in South America. We had coffee and chatted and then walked Nicholas home. Silvana cooked me dinner in her teeny tiny little kitchen, her apartment is really only meant for one and is the cutest little thing ever. We chatted for a while and I found it so amazing that a perfect stranger would take me into their home and be so generous and trusting. The next day Silvana left for work and left me the keys so I could come and go as I pleased.

It had been raining in the morning so it wasn´t the nicest of days, but not too cold. I decided it was a good day to visit some museums and indoor activities. I had got up early in order to make the most of the day so was slightly frustrated to find that none of the museums opened until 11.30!!! Just outside the apartment, on the square something was happening in one of the big old buildings, there were lots of cars out the front and part of the road was blocked and there was soldiers marching through the square. I went to see the main sights of Montevideo, old buildings and the port. I had lunch at the mercado del Puerto, the market at the port which is full of BBQ restaurants. I ordered a steak this time though and was served only a huge steak and some bread. The gentlemen serving me saw me getting my camera out to take a picture of the BBQ and insisted that I pose and pretend like I
was cooking it... so embarrassing!

I did make it to a few museums in the end, the national history museum which was quite dull, mainly for the fact that everything was only in Spanish so I had no idea what I was looking at. The Musseo Torres Garcia has art works by a Uruguayan artist and an Argentinian guy. Another museum had a display of dolls from all over the world and upstairs was a gaucho (cowboy) museum. Mainly displaying old stuff they used to use and there was a display of old matte cups and it talked about how they along with a lot of the cowboy instruments used to be made from silver from the Potosi mines in Bolivia.

In the evening Silvana and I went to a mall and had a look around and ate traditional Urugauyan hamburgers. Just a hamburger but with a ral piece of meat in it and olives and a whole bunch of salad. I started a torturously long journey to Iguazu at midnight.

Slideshow Report as Spam
  • Your comment has been posted. Click here or reload this page to see it below.

  • You must enter a comment
  • You must enter your name
  • You must enter a valid name (" & < > \ / are not accepted).
  • Please enter your email address to receive notification
  • Please enter a valid email address

Use this image in your site

Copy and paste this html: