Uruguay or Bust

Typical of most mornings, Sonya and I couldnt get our arses moving until mid-morning. The goal was still Uruguay. We were going to Uruguay. That was the plan…

After checking out of very lovely and somewhat peaceful hostel, we checked into what we had heard was ‘the party hostel’ (but that will come later), because if you werent aware by now, we had plans to go to Uruguay!

We legged it back down to the dock to get the ferry at least now knowing where we were going. Except, well, they had no economy tickets left for the last ferry of the day. First class was going to cost us 300 pesos or about $120 for a 1 hour ferry. So, here was the dilemma: Do we spend $250 on maybe half a day in a random country and try to soak in some culture at the tourist tack Port… Or, do we spend the money on shoes? Neither of us wanted to be the first to admit that the latter was a far better option, but I gave in. I bust! So, what we thought was going to be a day of cultural and geographical education turned into a very ‘girlie’ shopping trip in a very civilised shopping mall. The day was complete with a shoe purchase from Zara and a detour to the movies to see Hugh in Wolverine.

I guess after a few solid weeks of being on the road you need days like that. You know the sort where you would kill for Maccas, hot showers and a bed that didnt have rubber sheets? To somewhat normalize yourself and feel connected to some sort of reality. Experiencing different cultures, languages and environments takes it out of you. And, for a few hours that day we completely forgot where we were. Wolverine ended and we were both a little frightened to discover that we were on the other side of the world, and that we couldnt just go to the car park and drive home. It was a bit bizarre. Lucky, we had a very random and very funny night ahead of us.