with less than a great love for montevideo, phil and i decided to take leave of the city sooner rather than later. we breakfasted like kings, packed our things, & made our way to the bus station. fret not mother, we decided on public transportation to our next destination, punta del este. punta del este is another peninsula but it runs north/south with the western shore on the rio de la plata and the eastern shore on the atlantic ocean. as lonely planet posits, the 'punta' checklist is: "skimpy bikini (men and women), designer sunglasses (imitations will be sniggered at), dancing shoes. bring plenty of: cash, attitude, all-night party stamina." lonely planet was not far off the mark. what a change of scene from montevideo to punta. i felt as though i had been transported to miami beach.
we got into punta in the late afternoon & easily found our hostel. it had a gorgeous view of the beach & hammocks out on the patio for our enjoyment - it had a great aura to it. we got ourselves situated (our room had a view of the water too) & decided to walk down & around the punta (the point). it was a beautiful area and the rocky views off the end of the point were breathtaking. we even saw some dozing sea lions along the way.
with prices so exorbitant, we decided to save our cash & make our own food for the two nights there. we obviously were not the only ones in our hostel with that idea and found a shockingly young, english speaking community at our hostel. we met a few fellow canadians & americans as well as some australians, swedes, & dutch folks. our first night in punta was rather tame & we just hung out on the beach & took to our beds relatively early hoping for sunny weather.
the beach bum miranda.
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