
Salto, Uruguay
After unloading from the ferry about 10 minutes after leaving Argentina, we followed the other passengers to the immigration office. Our passports were stamped, bags checked for fruit and nuts, and we were in Uruguay.
Earlier we had taken a screenshot of the google map directions to our hostel, about a 2km walk from the ferry terminal. We started making our way and were followed for some time by a dog barking at us madly. Maybe that was a bad sign?
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