Since Alex suggested the idea of taking a day trip to Uruguay, I was all for the idea. You never hear anything out of Uruguay- like you never hear from Andorra, Liechtenstein, and Luxembourg. I became more in favour of the idea when Alex said he thought he could get a price of under $50 A POP (each). The $36 deal included the ferry ride and lunch at a restaurant in Colonia, but on drinks, we were on our own steam.
27 December came up and I felt like I was dragged through a knot hole- twice. I didn't sleep worth shucks the previous night due to the cold. Summer colds are harder to SHAKE (get rid of) than Amway salesmen, revenuers, and I.R.S. agents. I felt about as much like going to Uruguay that morning as I felt like pushing a peanut all the way there with my (stopped up) nose. However, the tickets were non-refundable and non-transferrable, so I needed to be in hospital to get out of this trip although I thought that might be where I would end up if I pressed on. Before leaving, I had misplaced my watch and I would not have gone without it because it was an important tool to have on a day trip for obvious reasons. It turned up behind on Alex's computer desk.
We went to the harbour to check in early and pass through immigration. An Argentine and a Uruguayan agent sat side by side stamping for passengers ready to board the Eladia Isabel. The ferry was scheduled to leave at 9.15, but was delayed and didn't shove off until 9.48. The 3-hour cruise across the Río de la Plata was crowded. Finding a seat was like trying to find a flea in a grain silo. Alex wanted to catch some sun on the deck. With my cold and without my sun block, I didn't want any part of that, so Alex and I agreed on a place to meet if we didn't see each other before we made port. I met an American guy on board named Hernan who studied in New York. He was the first American I met since passing through customs at Rio de Janeiro more than a week earlier. We made port at 1.00 spot on.
We found it to be extremely safe to walk around at night time and never ever felt uneasy.
Fondest memory: The peace and quiet.