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What happens in Uruguay?
Not too much... However, it's a dandy little spot to
chill out, take in the surroundings, and chat with the friendly folks
there. Whatever.
It was all very funny really. From the exceedingly
posh Hotel Alvear in Buenos Aries, we piled into the tiniest of taxi
cabs bound for the nearby harbor. Getting all players and their luggage
in the car was like a circus act and we were definitely the clowns.
We
waved goodbye to the friendly porters, as the most robust among them
threw himself against the straining door like an angry rhino in one last
(albeit futile) attempt to secure the damn thing – and we were off.
It was at this utilitarian (read: crunchy and old)
harbor that we boarded the pleasant “Buquebus” ferry for a three
hour cruise across the Rio de la Plata to Montevideo, Uruguay. A
fine ride. |