. Unfortunately for us, we found a number of resteraunts here that looked much nicer and probably didn't cook with pubic hairs... It was also here that housed the cities Carnival Museum. Whilst it was small, it was definately worth a look around for the $3 that we paid. Furthermore, it begun to build the excitement for what we are going to see in Brazil. In the evening we decided to visit a festival which was held on the beach. We expected just a couple of small bands and about 200 people, however, we arrived to see a massive stage and over 10,000 people. Whist we couldn't understand a word that they sung, it was a fun experience to chill out by the beach and listen to some Uruguayan music with yet another cheap beer! This was of course until Jaclyn needed to go to the toilet... If you haven't gathered already, she's not the kind of girl who feels comfortable going behind a building, or in the beach (rightly so), and well... There were no toilets at this concert... AT ALL! It's crazy to think how there could be that many people, but no toilets. After a 20 minute walk, we managed to find a resteraunt and Jaclyn joined the cue of 20 girls waiting to use the bathroom (1 toilet). Now, she was busting really bad before we begun our search, so I was a bit afraid that we could have had an accident, but when we saw this cue, both of our hearts sunk... Sure enough after a further 20 minutes of standing in the cue, Jaclyn was next in line! I was so happy for her, she had done so well... Then the pregnant woman came..
. I still think it was just a chick with a ball shoved up her shirt! Dodgy Uruguayans! Sure enough though, Jaclyn's exceptional pelvic floor muscles held out and she managed to avoid a disaster (you all thought that was going somewhere else with that, didn't you? As if I would tell you if she wet herself! She'd kill me!) I won't even tell you about how the pooey and bloodied toilet paper was piled up past her shoulders and was only centimetres away from her head... After this experience, we felt it was appropriate to head home. It was on this trip that I decided to tempt fate that little bit more and purchase a greasy, sloppy chorizo burger from the side of the street for only $2.50. Why not? We had managed to evade every other thing that had been thrown our way that day!
The next morning we woke up and checked ourselves out.. The stomach felt fine, the rear wasn't burning, overall we couldn't have been better! We sure showed those food hygeine standards who was boss! Feeling great, we spent this day wandering the beach which we had visited the night before. It was a nice walk and was a great relaxing way to spend the day before having a traditional Uruguayan BBQ at 11pm at night.
The next day in Montevideo was spent wandering some streets and visiting a look out which overlooked many of the cities buildings. It was a difficult building to navigate, as the look out was on level 22
. To get to this, you needed to catch the elevator to level 10 and walk up the stairs just one more level. I'm not quite sure if I have missed something, but my understanding is that this would normally be level 11? To make things a little more confusing, they had half levels, eg level 9 and a 1/2. Regardless, with some directions in Spanish (that we couldn't understand) and a whole lot of luck, we managed to find the look out and see the city from a different perspective. Later on we discovered that the Uruguayan Carnival started that evening and ran for 40 days, so naturally we decided to head out and check out the parade. The streets were packed with locals and tourists who were all keen to see the floats, costumes and dancing. My highlight was some of the costumes that the women dressed up in... I can't wait for Rio!
Well we did it... We managed to catch our first bus which we organised all by ourselves. It was a piddly little two hour bus to Montevideo, but it still counts right? After arriving at our new hostel, our bags went away and we went exploring. We managed to find our way to the Plaza Independencia and grabbed a bite to eat, however, the place that we chose was somewhat deceptive in it's appearance. It looked like a nice little cafe with a bar. It was also indoors and away from the flies and other bugs that seem to like the south american food. So we sat down and ordered two burgers with fries. They were meant to come with lettuce, tomato and cheese, however, the menu didn't mention the other special ingredient that was also included... The nice black short hair that resembled a pube. I assume they were worried that we hadn't flossed in a couple of days and they were only doing us a service, but we weren't really into this. Jaclyn especially! So feeling slightly crook we spent the rest of the day wandering the old quarter of the town (we continue to be amazed that the old quarter of each town always seems to be better maintained and is nicer than the newer sections, and Montevideo was no exception)