After breakfast had settled, donned our running trainers and set off down Las Ramblas for Playa Ramirez where we got stuck in to our books in the pleasantly not too hot spring sunshine.
Later jogged on to the much bigger Playa Pocitos for another session of reading and sun worship.
Attempting to get the bus home, firstly got on one going the wrong way, despite the fact that it was going in the right direction when we got on - bit confusing! - and I would have thought the conductor may have questioned why we wanted to get a bus no more than 500m - especially as we told him where we wanted to go when we bought the ticket - the very same place we told him when the bus reached the end of line and the very same place to which he responded 'oh no, you want the bus on the other side of the road' (or something to that effect). Great.
Eventually made it back, visited a fruit store with the most strawberries I have ever seen in one place, filled our bags and toddled back to the hostel to make a large quantity of pancakes in an array of flavours, shapes and sizes.
Prepared our taste buds for Brazil with a Caipirinha whilst chatting to the Montevidean bargirl and a Brazilian chap. Spot of yahtzee and retired to our room before the bar got too exciting to tempt those with 7am buses to stay away from their beds.