Been a while - couple of weeks since I have found time to sit down at a computer and get my thoughts down. I am now in Sao Paulo Brasil - mega city of Brasil and the major middle class commerce city as well. It may not be by the beach like Rio and the Paulistas may have a workacholic reputation but I think it has its charms. Anyway I´ll rewind a little bit. About 2 weeks ago I left the comfort of my apartment and boyfriend in Montevideo to travel North East to places that I´d heard were great on [View Full Entry]

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So...after Patagonia, we were back in Buenos Aires - our favourite city! We weren't here for long this time, though, as we had decided to head into Uruguay for a week or so. However, whilst in BA we did take the chance to visit the hospital as Ben's thumb was still playing up from his fall in Colombia 4 months ago! The doctor was a little surprised that we hadn't had it checked out yet and sent us off to the hospital to have x-rays taken. Things are a little different here than in the UK - after blundering around the [View Full Entry]

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Uruguay - punta del Diablo rocks! As soon as we stepped off the boat even though i had a raging fever and about four layers on in the high 20s, we felt this country was so chilled out. Richard is so strong these days he has been carrying 2 rucksacks around like a hero as i have been so weak! The roads in this country are amazingly flat with loads of palm trees and cows everyehere. Its mega weird seeing hundreds of cows kicking back in the field amoungst palm trees, very cool. We hired a car as Punta del Diablo [View Full Entry]

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Its 3.30 am, we have just been dropped off by the bus, we are standing in the dark, the cold. We stand outside a police station, on the main street, its not a street, its a sand track. Where are we? Where do we go? Will our hostel guy come pick us up in his truck? He does. He arrives in the smallest van you have ever seen. Our bags take up the entire back of the van, we struggle to fit on the row of seats. The man sets off, he speaks no English, the hostel guy gives him directions. [View Full Entry]

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Day 6: Colonia, Uruguay. Nick and melissa brought me breakfast in bed, which was nice. Nick went for a run on the beach in the morning. Then, we all headed off to the coast. Fresh churros for lunch, Greg´s choice. Nick made a friend in Diego, the stray dog we found. Diego was a fan of cliff bars, especially the sandy variety. We had dinner at a local restaurant, then went to a casino for awhile. Both Nick and Greg walked in with 4 dollars to spend, walked out with a combined 12 dollars. We used the winnings for bday gelato. [View Full Entry]

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What an interesting find. Punta del Diablo is this neat little beach town and we were grateful that we had arrived after the high season. We loved the empty beaches and quiet atmosphere (especially after our paradise in Cabo Polonio). It is a town of approximately 500 people, but during the high season sees over 20,000 per day! Luckily for us, on the day we arrived at the El Diablo Tranquilo, it was the least amount of people they had had all year! We spent our time there mingling with other travelers and enjoy the serene little village. We met up [View Full Entry]

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I made a day trip to Punta del Diablo which is fishing village continually recommended in the travel books. My advice, if you are touring this area and have to make choices what to see, I would give this place a miss. Perhaps the problem is that I am from Nova Scotia and have visited many beautiful fishing villages? Perhaps it was the three hour bus ride to a destination 100 kms away? Perhaps it was off season and this particular village suffered from lack of tourists? When I arrived in the village centre I wondered which way to go to [View Full Entry]

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After the excitment of BA we decided we needing some quiet time to relax and work on our tans as the end of our trip approached. We headed to the beaches in Uruguay and after a night in the expensive and holiday-resort feel of Punta del Este we were up in the morning to take the local bus to Punta del Diablo an old fishing village where we rented a cabana, beach hut, with 2 of the Irish lads we had met previously. We had our own hut with kitchen and bbq out the front and after so much time in [View Full Entry]

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So what happened in Brazil? Erm a slight hiccup that´s what. Ahem. But before I unfurl the flag of shame, let me just say, in response to our blog published a few hours ago by Emma, my nearest and dearest, I don´t have a "six pack" unless it comes in the form of beer!! So about this trip to Brazil.... We took a 3 hour bus journey to Punta Del Diablo from Atlantida, in other words, a little further north up the coast away from Montevideo and approaching the border of Brazil. We were aiming for a campsite on the outskirts [View Full Entry]

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I jumped ship from everyone else in La Paloma, and headed up to Punta del Diablo by myself, not really knowing what to expect. I showed up and had to spend the next few hours going from hotel to hotel looking for a room. Every single one was booked full for the next few days, if not weeks or month. Finally, after several hours of searching, I found one where someone had canceled so I was able to spend the night and take a look around the city. It is a ton of cabanas running along the rocky coastline, with many [View Full Entry]

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