El viejo y el mar.

Trip Start Nov 01, 2006
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Trip End Mar 15, 2007


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Tuesday, November 14, 2006

I spent the last 4 days in paradise. It was so perfect that I'm almost hesitant to write about it, lest the secret get out.

On the word of a fellow traveller and an insignificant sentence in our travel guide, Natalie and I decided to go to Punta del Diablo, Uruguay. The trip there took a total of 19 hours with a stop in Montevideo. The capital city is old and crumbly. Many of the buildings show signs of past grandeur but are now covered in soot and seemingly abandoned. The people walking around seemed laid-back with their maté tucked underneath their arm.

Punta del Diablo is a small fishing village with maybe 500 people in the low season. The village developed kind of randomly as people just built cabins and houses wherever they felt like. We arrived at Punta del Diablo after sunset. I inquired at the police station for a lady that was to rent us a cabin. Our cabin was a certified love nest. Situated atop a hill, we had the most perfect view of the beach and ocean waves. The next four days went something like this. Waking up to our perfect view and taking breakfast of fresh fruit and cereal on our sun deck. Taking a walk down to the beach, sunning, or exploring the area before taking lunch at a bitty bar/restaurant. Then walking through town making house calls to friends we'd made and talking to the locals who would sometimes invite us in for a beer. The evening was reserved for dining at El Viejo y El Mar, a restaurant where you eat whatever the chef feels like making for you. Natie and I hosted a BBQ feast one night at our place. Then, we spent the night hanging out with our traveller friends, playing cards, drinking wine, and watching the moon rise. We only intended to stay for 2 nights but ended up staying for 4. Our life there was just so relaxed and simple we didn't want to leave. There was no such thing as being too early or too late. The locals were very nice and welcoming. By the time we left, we felt like locals ourselves. I promised Ernesto, aka el viejo, that I'd go back one day.

Now, I'm back in Buenos Aires for a couple of days before heading down to Patagonia to see the whales and penguins. Today, I will be going to a Boca Juniors football game. My friend is getting us tickets in the middle of the crazy section (don't be jealous brother). Hopefully we'll come out alive.
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