Hardcore Drugs, Milk in a Bag, and a Hammock on the Beach

I'm back.

Let me preface this entry by saying that South America should be on everyones places to visit list. The people and locations are stunning. So here is the brief rundown of my trip.

I'll start with the worst plane ride in the world. We flew TAM Airlines, which is a decent airline, however, when you are congested and sick is torture. The smell of the food made me nauseous, and I usually love airplane food. (I'm weird, I know), there was a baby that cried for 9 hours straight. How do I know? Well apparently the miracle drugs that my doctor prescribed to me didn't knock me out, on the contrary, I was awake for 4 days. (I'll get to that later).

We got to Uruguay, and it was POURING rain. Apparently before we got there, it rained for 12 days straight. Needless to say Sloane was not a happy camper. Dirty's cousin lives in the country. I'm talking sheep, and chickens here. I couldn't sleep in the house and it came to the point where I was counting down the minutes to hear the roosters crowing. I was so frustrated that Dirty was able to sleep that I would wake him up constantly and we got into such nasty fights, culminating in me demanding him to take me to that airport so I can come home. Two days later he took me to a 4 star hotel, to make up for that. Let me say that the house in the country is really nice when the sun is shining, in the rain it is torture.

From the hotel in Montevideo we went to Colonia del Sacramento. It is a small town on the coast that was settled by the Portuguese. We went to all of the museums and eventually I will post pictures. I am trying to get Dirty to make a video that we can load onto You Tube. From Colonia we took the Buquebus Ferry to Buenos Aires, Argentina. Spent 2 days in and around Buenos Aires, and actually, this was the most boring part of our trip, so we left early. I wasn't interested in a seeing the South American version of NYC.

From Argentina, another ferry back to Montevideo, where we went back to that same hotel, The Oxford, and started to plan our trip to Brazil. At this point the sun was in full force and I was itching for the beach. So we decided to switch plans again for Brazil and spend a week in 2 different small towns on the coast of Uruguay. Cuchilla Alta and Punta del Diablo. Really nice beaches, although the water is a bit cold, and is not crystal clear like in the Caribbean, because it is on the Atlantic Ocean side. Who cares, we rented a house that had two hammocks facing the water and stayed in Cuchilla Alta for a week. A 2 day side trip to Punta del Diablo was really nice as well. I didn't get sunburned, and honestly you cannot even tell that I went away. I was cray-zay paranoid with the sunscreen.

We spent the rest of our time exploring parts of Uruguay, and we spent the last 3 days of our trip in Sao Paolo, Brazil, where we took off for home.

Most of the locations on the trip reminded me very much of small towns in Italy and they still have that quaintness and charm. The people there are gems, and they will literally give you the shirt off their backs. Some of the things that I really couldn't get used to were the bathrooms, which were very minimal. Toilet, bidet, shower head. That's right, no tub or barrier between the shower and rest of the bathroom. Weird. The only place that had a shower door was the hotel in Montevideo. Another thing that was strange, all liquid dairy products come in plastic bags. Milk, cream, yogurt. All of the houses have these plastic pitchers that they put the bag into. Like cut a hole in the bag and drop it in.

The start of the trip was a little rough, but at the end, I didn't want to leave. And for those who care, Dirty did not propose. Sorry Penny.