I will never forget the trip to Uruguay. Getting there was the one of the worst travel experiences I have ever had- and it all happened on Christmas day. First of all, we had a huge storm in DC so my plane was delayed more than 5 hours. I was suppose to land in Miami with a 6 hour layover, and due to the delay I literally had to sprint through the terminal to make it to the plane. It was a miracle I made it, and then we were on our 12 hour flight to Montevideo, Uruguay. Once I arrived the next worst thing that could happen did. My luggage didn't make it! Now, this wouldn't have been a huge problem except for the fact that I had left the cold winter in DC and found myself in the hot summer of Uruguay without any clothes, sunscreen, or bathing suit. I was spending a little over 3 weeks in Punta del Este where most women look like runway models- and wear thong bikinis. So to say the least the first week without my luggage was a challenge but I tried to make the best of the situation, and with Michelle it is always a good situation. Michelle is the closest thing to a sister I have, and when we are together it's always a guaranteed good time, with some trouble always lurking around the corner. Some of the highlights from the trip are in the pictures below:
Hiking on cliffs in Uruguay
Visiting the famous hotel Casa Pueblo
The Hand statue at the beach
The Guarino House- Solisomo
Me and Michelle
Chilling in the Hammock
We were proud of our tans! Three weeks at the beach and I needed some aloe vera!
One of the highlights of the trip was horseback riding on the beach. The guides were really nice and let us sprint our horses across the pasture and race. I was so scared but it was exhilarating.
One of my favorite parts about Uruguay is all of the meat! It is absolutely delicious and cooked over hot embers. Here you can see Chorizo's cooking.
Monica (Michelle's Uruguay Buddy, Me and Michelle)
This was a bridge in La Barra. We loved driving over it so much one time we did it 5 times in a row. We had so much fun just goofing around the entire trip.
Now as you know sometimes when you take the road less traveled you get yourself into quite a predicament. I have had a few close calls in my years of driving, but I have never run out of gas, in the United States that is. Michelle and I were out for one of our joy rides and then we realized we were almost out of gas. At that exact moment the car stalled and there we were stranded without money or gas miles from home. Things have a funny way of working out sometimes, and within a few minutes we noticed a large black truck pull up behind us. Then a shirtless man with six pack abs got out of the truck and came up to us asking if he could help. A few words were exchanged in spanish and before I knew it we were riding to this guys pick up to the gas station. He then invited us back to his bar, that he owned, on the beach. We hung out for a while, while he made us cocktails. We couldn't stop laughing the whole time and couldn't believe our luck. We always joke how we need to run out of gas more often to see what happens, although I am sure it will not be anywhere near as fun as that experience.
I also loved the frappe coffees in Uruguay. I made sure to get one at the airport before I left.
Michelle and I were so lucky to spend that time together before I moved away and got a job in Richmond, VA. I am so glad her new hubby got to experience the culture of Uruguay! Until next time, I will see you on the internet.