Howdy folks! It´s about time again that I fill you in on some updated travel info of my S.A. tour. I am currently in a little town called La Paloma on the Atlantic Coast in Uruguay. I last left off in Punta del Este. I spent a few days in PDE, which was really nice, however not really a backpackers destination, as it is rather resorty, and ¨relatively¨ spendy for the area. It is occupied primarily by wealthier locals and a few stray travelers. It was more of a Maui type vacation destination. During my time in PDE, however, I did meet a lot of interesting people that were looking to travel onwards. Some of us boys from the hostel headed down to the beach to play a game of ¨Aussie Rules¨, which is similair to rugby and played in Australia. The funny thing is that we had quite the mix of people including myself, who grew up playing American football, a couple of Australians, who grew up playing Aussie Rules, and a few local folk, who grew up playing soccer (football here). Made for quite the combination of kicks and throws, as I was the only person that could throw a spiral with the somewhat odd shaped ball, but had absolutely no idea how to accurately kick or ¨punch¨the ball to get it to its intended destination. None the less, a good time had by all. I met two guys that were staying at the hostel named Gerard and Damien from Australia. We seemed to get along pretty well after sharing a few stories and some cervecas, and had similair thoughts about our next destination. I am commonly referred to by them as ¨the Yank¨. I tagged up with the two of them and we left PDE on a three or four hour bus ride up the coast to a little place called Punta Diablo. From what we heard, this was a little surfing / fishing village with little to it but a beach and a few cabins or cabanyas as they are called here. There was a campground a few miles outside of town with cabins that we were planning on staying at, but after getting off the bus found there were no vacancies. We saddled up our backpacks and hit the hot dusty road in search of some accomodation. We found a place shortly down the road (see pic above) that seemed to work just fine with 3 beds, running water, a mini kitchen, and a bathroom.....werent really looking for much more and for 10 dollars a night we were convinced. Later that day we decided to make the trek into town, which turned out to be about a 2 plus mile jaunt that we must have walked 8 times during our stay there. Well we did manage to hitch a ride once but who´s counting. We found out once we got into town that we could have just as easily rode the bus all the way into town, and found a cabin basically on the beach for near the same price....you win some yo
u lose some. We couldn´t lose though with a town like this. It was small, had a few great restaurants, an amazing beach (see pic), dirt roads, and super laid back. It´s what you really think o
f when you think of South America, or what I think of anyway. We were all thinking we should have skipped right over PDE and just headed for here. Turns out that it really wasn´t much of a fishing town but did carry the surf reputation. We spent most of the next day at the beach relaxing and doing some networking with a few other travelers. I introduced the aussies to some fish tacos (pic at table). Gerard, however, was a hero for the day when he saw a little kid getting sucked out by a riptide, and got the lifeguards attention to organize a rescue. We organized a barbeque (asado) for later that night at one of the cabins that a few other people were staying at with a big brick style barbeque. Putting a little ¨steak on the barbe¨if you will. We had a gathering of at least 5 or 6 different nationalities, and came complete w
ith the local perro (dog) as the DJ (see picture). Quite the feast it was!. We all loved our time in Punta Diablo. Today we caught the bus to La Paloma, also a surf town, but a little bigger than Pu
nta Diablo. We are staying at a hostel, as we didnt feel like putting to much time into looking for a cabin for the night. It´s a nice town with miles of beach, and pretty much one main drag that runs through town. It´s a little busier than Punta Diablo, but by no means is it big or crowded. I could easily spend the rest of my time right here, but there´s plenty of other things to see so I will try and keep my stay to the weekend. Tomorrow, surfing is on the agenda. For my aussie friends, that´s probably good news and a great time. For me, well that means it´s time to be thrown into the sand washing machine and tossed around all day, probably spending no more than a few seconds standing on the board, but a great time as well. See ya tomorrow!
Howdy folks! It´s about time again that I fill you in on some updated travel info of my S.A. tour. I am currently in a little town called La Paloma on the Atlantic Coast in Uruguay. I last left off in Punta del Este. I spent a few days in PDE, which was really nice, however not really a backpackers destination, as it is rather resorty, and ¨relatively¨ spendy for the area. It is occupied primarily by wealthier locals and a few stray travelers. It was more of a Maui type vacation destination. During my time in PDE, however, I did meet a lot of interesting people that were looking to travel onwards. Some of us boys from the hostel headed down to the beach to play a game of ¨Aussie Rules¨, which is similair to rugby and played in Australia. The funny thing is that we had quite the mix of people including myself, who grew up playing American football, a couple of Australians, who grew up playing Aussie Rules, and a few local folk, who grew up playing soccer (football here). Made for quite the combination of kicks and throws, as I was the only person that could throw a spiral with the somewhat odd shaped ball, but had absolutely no idea how to accurately kick or ¨punch¨the ball to get it to its intended destination. None the less, a good time had by all. I met two guys that were staying at the hostel named Gerard and Damien from Australia. We seemed to get along pretty well after sharing a few stories and some cervecas, and had similair thoughts about our next destination. I am commonly referred to by them as ¨the Yank¨. I tagged up with the two of them and we left PDE on a three or four hour bus ride up the coast to a little place called Punta Diablo. From what we heard, this was a little surfing / fishing village with little to it but a beach and a few cabins or cabanyas as they are called here. There was a campground a few miles outside of town with cabins that we were planning on staying at, but after getting off the bus found there were no vacancies. We saddled up our backpacks and hit the hot dusty road in search of some accomodation. We found a place shortly down the road (see pic above) that seemed to work just fine with 3 beds, running water, a mini kitchen, and a bathroom.....werent really looking for much more and for 10 dollars a night we were convinced. Later that day we decided to make the trek into town, which turned out to be about a 2 plus mile jaunt that we must have walked 8 times during our stay there. Well we did manage to hitch a ride once but who´s counting. We found out once we got into town that we could have just as easily rode the bus all the way into town, and found a cabin basically on the beach for near the same price....you win some yo
u lose some. We couldn´t lose though with a town like this. It was small, had a few great restaurants, an amazing beach (see pic), dirt roads, and super laid back. It´s what you really think o
f when you think of South America, or what I think of anyway. We were all thinking we should have skipped right over PDE and just headed for here. Turns out that it really wasn´t much of a fishing town but did carry the surf reputation. We spent most of the next day at the beach relaxing and doing some networking with a few other travelers. I introduced the aussies to some fish tacos (pic at table). Gerard, however, was a hero for the day when he saw a little kid getting sucked out by a riptide, and got the lifeguards attention to organize a rescue. We organized a barbeque (asado) for later that night at one of the cabins that a few other people were staying at with a big brick style barbeque. Putting a little ¨steak on the barbe¨if you will. We had a gathering of at least 5 or 6 different nationalities, and came complete w
ith the local perro (dog) as the DJ (see picture). Quite the feast it was!. We all loved our time in Punta Diablo. Today we caught the bus to La Paloma, also a surf town, but a little bigger than Pu
nta Diablo. We are staying at a hostel, as we didnt feel like putting to much time into looking for a cabin for the night. It´s a nice town with miles of beach, and pretty much one main drag that runs through town. It´s a little busier than Punta Diablo, but by no means is it big or crowded. I could easily spend the rest of my time right here, but there´s plenty of other things to see so I will try and keep my stay to the weekend. Tomorrow, surfing is on the agenda. For my aussie friends, that´s probably good news and a great time. For me, well that means it´s time to be thrown into the sand washing machine and tossed around all day, probably spending no more than a few seconds standing on the board, but a great time as well. See ya tomorrow!
I think your little dj would love to travel with you for the remainder of your trip. I'm sure he would fit in your backpack.
ReplyDeleteHey buddy,it's Dylan, don't break your neck tomorrow surfing, you sure you want to do that, considering you hate the water. Be a shame to have endured that mountain and survived and then have it all end with the wave from hell, just kidding, good luck. But seriously, don't forget your lifevest, they are king of important. O and lee says, was that brokeback beach a few pictures back with you and the two dudes on the beach?
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