Colonia
The strange town of broken tents and crazy dogs
09.12.2005
28 °C
4th December 2005
Arriving late in the afternoon we had a mini hike up the coast to find the municipal campsite. Along the we were greated with more weird stares from slow driving oggling drivers than anywhere we´ve been in 5 weeks. If they´d been going any slower they would´ve stopped or driven into the sea.
We eventually arrived at the campsite, sgned in and set up home for the next few days. With the choice of sleeping under trees or even more trees we settled with the trees, easy choice really. The toilets were a bit manky but apart from that you couldn`t really argue with what we were getting for 1.20p each a night.
Once "Tad" ,our tent, was up we went for a wander and eventually found a minimercado to stock up on pasta, water and beer. It`s not been gourmet cuisine all the way you understand.
5th December 2005
The sun woke us up with our rosy cheeks and as there was a nice ocean breeze, and the fact our clothes were a little crusty, we did our favourite chore - WASHING. With our clothes drying in the wind we tucked into fresh bread with dulche de leche (wickedly sweet caramel stuff)and juice then set out for town.
The day was spent enjoying hand made sarnies by the town fountain, looking around the old town with it`s historic gates, cobbled streets and numerous citroen mehari and ami (They even have the hard top meharis Pa!)
In the old town there were numerous shops of local artists and their work. On shop had some brilliant skecthes and we thought we`d get one that`d caught our eye. We should have thought about the price a little more, being $25. We got to the till and the owner carefully wrapped it up, put it in a bag, stappled a paper flower to the bag then said asked us how we`d be paying. After she`d converted it from American dollars it ended up being $230 Uruguayan(pesos), we only had $232 and some small change, phew!
After the excitement of buying local art we made our way home and enjoyed tasty pasta whilst watching the sky turn pink and the wind pick up a far bit. The other reason for sitting by the beach was to evade the a manic dog that had been pestering us for food since we arrived. As we were going to have to do an all-nighter in order to get the ferry to Buenos Aires we made an early night of things.
As it turned out our night was more nightmare than 40 winks. At 1am a loud bang and ripping sound made me jump out of my skin. I awoke to find a large branch had pierced our tent through not only the fly sheet but the mesh inner door, our only way of keeping flying insects at bay.
6th December 2005
After explaining our situation about the tent to the old lady owner she reluctantly gave us a refund of a days camping and off we went one of the longest days so far. All I can say is thank god for bus stations and their cheap as chips lockers. We spent the day enjoying ice cream, the fountain in the town centre, the local beaches, a late night pizza and finally the most uncomfortable bench before heading to the ferry terminal at about 4am
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