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Greetings from Colonia Uraguay,
After leaving Montevideo I made a brief visit to Colonia Uruguay, an old smuggler's port town directly across the river from Buenos Aires. Cobblestone streets and sidewalks covered with damaged tiles make for uneven perambulation. Mosquitoes are hungry all the time and seem to favor California cuisine. Each evening as I prepare for bed I must go hunting for the little beasties. Last night I killed two before dinner time... their dinner time and avoided being awakened by the common early morning itch. To make matters worse, some other more aggressive insect competes with mosquitoes for dining rights. This particular flying carnivore leaves a larger more painful welt.
My first hotel, the Colonia Esperanza set me back $25... including what people call breakfast in this part of the world. A South American hotel breakfast guarantees you will be really hungry by noon. The problem is that midday meals are rarely eaten before about 2PM. Fortunately, I usually have a stash of emergency chocolate bars in my pack... and a bottle of water. The $87 Radisson Hotel I found for the second night sits over the bank of a shallow bay created by the river. After watching many boats navigating the bay imagine my surprise when two small boys walked across the entire kilometer wide bay; the water can not be more than two feet deep, at least where they walked! I am amused to note my very poor Spanish is now almost always better than the English possessed by waitresses and other service staff.
Fred L Bellomy