our last day in uruguay was a practice in patience. we had three legs for the journey back from punta del este to b.a. the first two legs were unremarkable with a bus from the punta to montevideo then from montevideo to colonia. with a few hours to spare and a few hundred uruguayan pesos to rid ourselves of, we decided on a splurge for food (there isn´t much else to spend your money on in colonia). we found ourselves a great little bistro (for which we were clearly underdressed) & i had myself a wonderful caprese pasta. (nothing too much to gloat about yet dad, at this point in the trip; an entire entry on cuisine will soon be dedicated to you.) the rest of our time was spent wandering my beloved cobble stone streets, checking out all the funky restaurants, and wasting time. the last leg of the trip, the ferry back to argentina, sat docked, with everyone on it for almost two hours. the one redeeming part of this experience was the sunset we were privy to from our position on the water - what a view. we finally made it back to b.a. exhausted from over 14 hours of travel.
phil´s mom had arrived in b.a. a few days before and greeted us at the apartment on our return. with the small quarters, i chose to stay in a hostel in b.a. for the two nights we were stopping over so phil & his mom could have some q.t. and i my independence. weary & waning, i made it to the hostel just in time to crash. i had one of the best sleeps of my trip yet that night.
the back in b.a. miranda.
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