Punta del Este: A Rainy Weekend In Paradise
3 months flew by and just before I knew it, I had to renew my tourist visa for Buenos Aires. The wonderful thing about Bs. As., other than the beef and beauty, is that the city is across the river from Uruguay. A 1-hour ferry ride got me and my buddies to Colonia, but we didn´t want to stay in the quaint town. We wanted beach. From Colonia we took a 5-hour bus ride to Punta del Este, a well-recognized getaway spot for the porteƱos (Argentines). What I saw of the countryside was nothing at all quick of breathtaking. It´s humble with small hills, a handful of trees, lots of cows, sheep, and horses. But a thing about it created my heart warm. Possibly it was the tiny towns we passed by means of, the little ones playing football, the adults sipping mate. Or, perhaps it was seeing what a nation truly appears like, how the people today definitely reside, on the inside. We checked into our hostel, El Viajero, around six p.m., took a siesta, showered and were pumped to start the weekend. Wh...