Montevideo and a small hiccup in Colonia
Trip Start Jan 11, 2012
38Trip End Aug 09, 2012
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The 1 hour journey across the Rio de la Plata was quite hair-raising as we once again found ourselves sailing through The Perfect Storm. Well, that might be a slight exaggeration, but an Argentinean lady on board was so scared of the rough weather that she actually started crying. Whether she's just a bit of a pansy or we're just descendants of Christopher Columbus is an interesting debate, but the bottom line is that these intrepid Saffers ate that storm for breakfast. Or dinner, it was at about 7PM, so it was defintely more like dinner than breakfast, but storms are best eaten at breakfast time
Although the storm failed to bother us as much as it did some of our fellow passengers, it most certainly threw a solid chunk of humble pie in our faces when we arrived at the dock in Colonia. The storm can't take full credit for the humble pie though, the lion's share has to be attributed to the luggage handlers that chose to ignore the torrential downpour when unloading all the luggage from the ferry. Rain + non-waterproof bag = wet clothes. Rain + non-waterproof bag belonging to Donna = wet clothes + RAGE! A fairly justifiable rage though, have a look at the photo for proof. Oh, in case you were wondering, all those wet clothes were hung up in a hostel room that we shared with a few cockroaches.
Our guidebook has been a tremendous source of information for the majority of our trip. The opinions expressed in the book are generally objective and the descriptions of the sites have mostly been very accurate, Perito Moreno glacier being a good example. The description of Colonia del Sacramento, however, could not have been less similar to our experience of the town. We were expecting "picturesque cobbled streets", "a gorgeous view of the Rio de la Plata", "a major tourist attraction". Whether it was the dirty hostel, the cockroaches, the wet clothes or the "gorgeous" view of a river of mud, our experience of the town wasn't quite as pleasant as anticipated. As such, we briskly moved on to our next stop, Montevideo, Uruguay's capital city.
The capital was not dissimilar to your average city of similar population. Apparently it is one of South America's most livable cities, in which case it is highly unlikely that we will be settling on this continent on a permanent basis, although we have yet to rule out joining an Amazonian tribe that eats piranhas and anacondas for breakfast
Our lack of any interesting photographs correctly suggests that our time in Colonia and Montevideo was not what one might describe as exciting, nevertheless we still enjoyed the hospitality of the local people and also enjoyed taking some time out of our otherwise extremely stressful lives. Choosing whether to wake up at 7, 8, 9 or 10 can become quite taxing on the mind, you know.
With our bodies and minds recharged we were eager to get back on the bus and head east to beach country. We had only heard good things about Uruguay's beaches and this time around our experience most certainly lived up to the hype...