Montevideo, achoo

Trip Start Aug 10, 2006
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Trip End Feb 2007


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Friday, September 29, 2006

Montevideo, Uruguay.

Goodbye, Brasil. Goodbye, Portuguese.

The Red Hostel is a very good place with cool, energetic staff - except when its rooms or water are cold, or when the dim lights prevent you from reading at night. Here we watch boot-legged movies on DVD. Bad American TV shows seem to play all day long.

There is now Spanish. It feels like a new trip. People say jugo instead of suco, helado instead of sorvettes.

Susan and Matt were sick most of the time. Matt more than Susan, because Susan was sick in Porto Alegre more. Matt nearly froze to death one night due to sickness and the cold rooms. Many blankets were required to warm him. Susan made him a big pot of steaming hot tea.

Due to sickness, we didn't leave the hostel for extended periods, but we walked around each day. There is a cemetery with cats that made Susan happy (Susan likes cats). There is a long, long fishing pier that we walked halfway down and then turned around, not wanting to step on anyone's fishing line. There are many boats that we couldn't film because the fences prevented us from getting too close.

Leo Broemers is our hero in Montevideo. He is a traveling, independent, socially-conscious journalist who laughs so loudly that everyone hears it and is sucked into his smile. He says the word impresionante (impressive) often. Now we like saying that word.

Everyone drinks mate and is relaxed like an overcast day: comfortable, but a bit nippy, and in that nippiness comes the appreciation of warmth.
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