| Punta Del Diablo |
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| The bus ride was choppy but dropped us in a dark and very distinctly beachy town, almost a hamlet if you will, and we immediately started trucking around trying to find accommodations. THE PEOPLE ARE SOOOO FRIENDLY IT IS RIDICULOUS!!! Even the local police department was in on the action calling people they knew to see if there were any vacancies. Let me explain, it is high season here and EVERYONE and of course their mamas are at the beach, so there is limited availability. The only things we found were for 50$ US per night! YEAH RIGHT. Then Antonio, the local lifeguard, who was waiting for his family to get off a bus from Montevideo helped us find a place for over an hour! Ultimately, we ended up staying for FREE in the teensy-tiny back room of this converted boat bar where the owner was sooo nice and generous! We then decided to have a beer at the boat bar (called Chiquititos) to say thank-you. Well, we got that liter for free because it was semi-frozen and then we started 'Spanishing' with a group of local Uruguayans. I was 'Spanishing' non-stop; I was quite amazed at my language skills. We then headed to the local club, where there was dancing and the introduction of caiprina's (a Brazilian alcoholic beverage that Amir would probably drink liters of...) until almost 7 a.m. The next day, the owner of the boat bar found us the cheapest place, next door! and was only fifty feet from the beach! Talk about luck. That's the kind of travelling that makes backpacking worthwhile. |
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| The Boat Bar, known as Chiquitos, was a good central location on the single street in the town. The little room where we stayed the night was sooo smokey because the grill for customers was five feet away! |
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| We were seriously budgeting and developed a routine of eating a 'bauru' (a grilled sandwhich-burger with fried egg, corn, peas, mayonaise, ketchup, mustard, tomato, meat (for Celene) and cheese every day for around 70 pesos = 2.50$ Then we made our own dinners! |
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| Celene's Best Going-Out Attire....sweats...sweet! |
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| We were given free beers by Winston at the boat bar, where we met a group of Uruguayans. Of course we started 'Spanishing' (the language just flows with the further consumption of alcohol...) and they invited us to go to the discoteca in the outskirts of town! |
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| The Boat Bar during the daytime. |
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| The pathway from our room and us getting ready for some beachy action. |
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| Celene, Winston and Keeli |
| This is the view once you walk down the path to the single street in the entire town. Our journeys to the beach were gloriously short and the sound of the waves crashing on the beach was great to put you to sleep at night. It was a good time for personal reflection and creative thinking! |
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| ' Juice Party' with new British friends Kate and Ryan. Good times. |
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| Our Room, Activities and Around Town |
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| That is a 'jug of wine', courtesy of our new Uruguayan amigos! The walk to the disco was awesome, we taught them the method for taking shots, all instructions in Spanish! |
| Antonio, the local lifeguard, introduced us to Winston who helped us rent the room. We also met this guy, who also helped us out and hung out one night- it was hilarious! |
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| Uruguay, Punta Del Diablo in particular really marked the return of 'Traveller's Inertia' and we felt especially inspired.... |
| Sand dunes on the outside of town. |
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